The Trees; the Sky…This Day

A warm winter’s sun assaults the shadows.

Brilliant rays of life stream across my face.

Each beam like unto the whispers of God-

Ever present is His eternal grace.

Thus should not I join the trees and the sky?

Should not this spirit ever be thankful for this day?

Though shadows still lurk and the darkness of uncertainty looms-

Should not I rejoice and join the trees and skies in praise?

“Life is the blessing born on the breath of God- Life is good and God is great”.

J. Allen Wilson © 1/30/2011