Elevation

I have a shelf and on it sits
Reminders for my heart
A place my eye can take its rest
Upon day's end or start

When all around me swims and swirls
With life's increasing pace
My treasures spill and topple
And lose their hallowed place

Pick out a place that's quiet
To focus on my dreams
Soon I see so clearly
That all's not as it seems

Lift up the objects one by one
Restore each to its spot
With elevation I can see
What's precious - what is not

Damselfly

Small damselfly maintain your post
A shady rest longed for my most

What woman doesn't know your flight
Wings flutter til the dark of night

Your rhythm slows, you take your pause
I think I should join in your cause

Slowing down you gain direction
I too learn from my reflection

Pattern of peace I long to see
Displayed in your simplicity

Alone on the beach, a damselfly lit beside me. In keeping with nature's propensity to inspire, I was given this bit of verse.

May

I sit upon this branch, to usher in your May,
And you attend my simple song at golden break of day.

I wonder that you listen, through your window near,
I’m flattered that my tiny song can so enchant your ear.

The twig on which I sit, in cold March wind did sway,
Yet firmly on my sturdy perch did I resolve to stay.

So as your seasons change, and winter winds do blow,
You needn’t feel confounded over things you do not know.

Resolve yourself like I, to what you know is true,
And you will sing your joyous song with strength the way I do.

Hold fast to ancient Word, cling tight to hope at bay,
I sit upon this olive branch to usher in your May.

Autumn's Glow

Summer heat will soon give way
To cool, to breeze, to laid back day
To memories and childhood play
To warming glow of autumn.

Just before the sun does set
There is a soft content I get.
A peace that calms if I will let,
The warming glow of autumn.

Gentle movements. Leaves fall down
Red and yellow, orange, brown
Draw my mind to God's renown,
The warming glow of autumn.

When I sit to meditate
On all the good that's come of late,
A peace will still my busy gait
The warming glow of autumn.

Though winter death is drawing near
This memory my heart will hear.
Beauty shines above all fear,
The warming glow of autumn.