In Praise

gentle

They Know

Even as gray clouds

obscure blue skies

birds sweetly sing praises to You.

Your name floats along their song

as they lift it onto the morning mist.

 

They know

even in winter’s frost

You provide for them

and they give thanks.

 

Stark branches are aerial risers

from which this chorus croons,

“Hallelujah!”

 

Hearing them, I smile, remembering,

though you cherish the birds of the air,

 

I am your prized possession.

30 comments

  1. Susan, this is beautiful; and the ending is powerful. Nicely done.

    Blessings ~ Wendy

    Like

    1. Thank you, Wendy. Bless you for visiting and for your generous comment.

      Like

  2. Simply beautiful. Thanks for sharing, Susan! ๐Ÿ™‚

    \o/

    Like

  3. What a lovely poem, Susan. It gently evokes some beautiful emotions. Good job pairing the photo to it, as well. โค

    Like

    1. Thanks, Nav. I think Sunday will be my poetry day.

      Like

      1. Good choice. Serenity and routine, all in one.

        Like

      2. ๐Ÿ™‚ Have I told you before I love your encouragement?

        Like

      3. No, but seeing as how I love your encouragement, I suppose it isn’t surprising. โค

        Like

  4. Beautiful poem Susan, just lovely, and I love the photograph too.

    Like

    1. Thank you, Sherri. So glad you liked it.

      Like

  5. Hello Susan Irene, thank you for the liked and follow my blog. I will follow you too
    warm regards,
    Sella Irene

    Like

    1. Thank you. I just this moment commented on your last post. Have a wonderful day!

      Like

  6. Thou are truly a poet!!!!! One of the things I can see a dramatic change in my life is my attitude toward animals. I was a hunter with my Dad as a young lad. I loved hunting with him. Twas one of the few times he and I saw eye to eye. I would shoot anything and often did as a boy. But I haven’t shot a gun in over 30 years and have no plans on ever picking up the habit again. I now enjoy every little animal and the struggles of life they go through. Even the small little mouse that last night terrorized my wife got my sympathies. It was my job to catch him/her/it and remove him. I got down on my hands and knees and suddenly we were eyeball to eyeball. I smiled and told him to skeedaddle because the cavalry was coming. But alas my warning did no good. But the point is, I can see The Lord and his hand even in the most mundane of all creatures, the mouse who terrorized a 75 year old woman!!!!!

    J

    Like

    1. lol! Love this! Yes, He does transform us in small and large ways when we allow Him into our hearts. Remember these moments when the big things face you. Remember His sense of humor in the dark times. These are the things that helped me along the way. ๐Ÿ™‚

      Like

  7. Love this, Susan! I’m glad you decided to share it and I’m looking forward to reading more of your blog!

    Like

    1. Oh, Christie, thank you so much! ๐Ÿ˜€

      Like

  8. Thank you for the like and follow. I find
    Your blogs awesome.
    Bowlingchef.com

    Like

    1. Thank you very much. I am moved by the words I found on your blog, and want to support and encourage a brother in Christ.

      Like

      1. Your welcome and thank you and I shall support a sister as well.

        Like

  9. beautiful, sweet Susan! Thank you for sharing! =)

    Like

    1. Hey, nice to hear from you! Glad you enjoyed. ๐Ÿ™‚

      Like

  10. Beautiful reminder of Ps. 104:28 What You give they gather, when You open Your hand they are satisfied with good things.
    He sees every sparrow that falls, yet we are worth more to Him than the sparrow.
    Thank you Susan.
    True confession: To me, poetry is the high dive of writing!

    Like

    1. Oh, gosh Kelly, me, too! Took a while for me to get enough courage to post this, but glad I did. Actually, the inspiration came from Matthew 6:25-26. Thank you so much for commenting!

      Like

  11. Ah so sweet

    Like

  12. Susan,
    It is such a pleasure to read your beautiful words here.
    Heartfelt and gorgeous with the tenderness of the imagery to bring the freshness that the sentiment in these words requires.
    Look forward to reading more of your poetry – succinct and pure.
    Thanks for sharing ๐Ÿ˜‰

    Like

    1. Thank you so much for the encouragement. Surprised and humbled by the “likes” this morning. Bless you, my friend.

      Like

      1. โค ๐Ÿ˜‰

        Like

%d bloggers like this: