I contemplate upon my bed as
Lightening breaks the sky above;
Heralds thunder on her way.
Leaves show bellies as they sway.

Open the door to all the smells
Of her breezes from the north.
She’s free from cares and from the
Gloom, All burdens of uncertainty.

She booms and cracks, obeys commands
That come directed from His hands.
While I sit and ponder still,
I envy her freedom and her will

To follow the road she’s set upon.
She whispers to me “Let’s go, come on!”
I stand out in the yard with her
And hear her power crashing down.

She speaks again, this time a roar,
“Do not fear the rabbit hole!
Or of creatures made in dreams,
Fear not when life frays at the seams
Or following paths you cannot see!
To trust in Him is to be free!”

And I am washed anew in this:
Her power and her faithfulness.
All gifts to her from Him who sees
The whole wide forest and still each tree.

originally written on Thursday, August 18, 2011 at 11:37pm


2 thoughts on “Herald

  1. K Cutler says:

    Thank you! 🙂

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