2013 Christmas Poem (by Mum)

New England Ice StormHOST OF DAYS

I watched a gyre of leaves…caught up in a rustling spin
When admidst the whirl…a bird broke free
Minding me to look within.

I long embraced the sun…stirred by the pleasure of time
‘Til its piercing gaze…blazed a goodbye
Scolding to sip the sublime.

Cloaks of snow buttoned down…I hardly could bear the guise
Frosted lace on pine…whitewashed the Spring
Warming new growth to its rise.

My eyes are drawn above…T’ward the sky’s clouded caprice
Sheer veil…fast in place where angels sing
Sheathing my heart in clear Peace.

I relished fire’s crackle…fervid flames rekindled zeal
Puffs of hickory…kissing my nose
Igniting the Joy I feel.

I saw mist flash its bow…I skated the glass of lake
Mused myriad moods of the ocean…
Reigning o’er turns my life takes.

I GREET THE HOST OF DAYS…REMARKING OF NATURE’S ROLE
REVEALING GOD’S WORK…HIS CONSTANT QUEST
SHAPING THE LIFE OF MY SOUL.

┬ęSCL

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