Mountains Mountains Purple majesty Thy crests rise above The chaos in in this world below And remind me of the One on high When I journey life’s valleys low It matters not the depths I go How far my spirit sinks Look up, behold! Thy peaks Mountains Purple majesty Fix my gaze …
Skeletons Under the Bed As a child, grown-ups talked about skeletons in the closet. I never understood this because I knew they were under the bed. In the dark, coming back from a midnight bathroom trip, I hesitated at my bedroom door. Their bony hands ruffled my bed skirt. Reaching. Waiting. Too old to call …
A Child’s Eyes Rocks, twigs, and leavesThe child sees not theseBut sturdy little dwarvesAnd fairies with verdant wings. Trials, hardship, tearsLord, help me not to fearBut give me a child’s eyesFull of hope and heart to sing. Thank you for reading. If you enjoyed this post, consider buying me a cup of coffee to keep …