Day: July 10, 2020

I travel sometimes, down the dirt road
to the place where it crosses Gulliver Creek
Changing seasons paint canvases with
minor miracles leaving me feeling meek
Beauty can be overwhelming
Creation made this a special place withs
shadows and light changing feelings
Whispers of agreement is sung by
flowing water throughout the year
 
Now it is warm and easy to see that
others have been here before me
Light slants through leaf-covered limbs and
reflects spectacularly off the mirror-like pond
I long to hear the voice of God
He must be here
Proof to satisfy me is all about
Now and whenever I’m here
 
I hold this place dear, although
God’s face cannot be seen
The grace you feel is real
Enchantment is another word
An episode in the surreal
The place where I find peace and joy
A chapel in the woods
His love bestowed on all
 
Stanski
July 10, 2020 ^