The vain regrets of yesterday Have vanished through God's pardoning grace The guilty fear has passed away And joy has come to take its place~Ackley
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When I look up to the stars I see how great you are When dawn comes to call I'm held in your enthrall Throughout the gift of day I hear all that you say In this I must confess I think I'm truly blessed
As day gives way to night In the beauty of twilight I watch the sun say goodbye With such emblazoned grace, I cry The moonlight takes its place The stars shine a brilliant face Humanities misteps disappear When our true vision becomes clear
I'm back... I knew you wrote some poem that inspired me to pay attention to the beauty unfolding around me (see today's poem) - this is it! I love how you write about nature in such a spiritual way and with vision that pulls me forward into hope. Dawn
Sublimely gracious, rich with an attitude of gratitude. Another beautiful beautitude on the Poetry Board today, Eileen, showing the true nature of blessedness. Knocks all of our other concerns into a cocked hat. Keepin the main thing the main thing, onward and upward. Nature truly is the greatest of therapys and most wise of teachers. And you look well on it, judging by your perky new biog pic! Enjoy greatly. Bless you and thank you, Kate xx
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on November 9, 2005
We cannot see the stars until the sun has set.
We truly are blessed by all of Creation.
Potential meets purpose for great accomplishments in the life of a young student.
A young student is interested in learning coding programs. He applies and is rejected because of his age. He does not give up and tries again and is accepted. Eventu
Potential meets purpose for great accomplishments in the life of a young student.
A young student is interested in learning coding programs. He applies and is rejected because of his age. He does not give up and tries again and is accepted. Eventu
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The way you capture emotions is quite amazing. I got absorbed into the depths of this marvelous poem. GBQ
Abdi-Noor
Beautiful
I could get lost in your incredible words forever, not alone in that pic...sigghhhhh! Pure serenity! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
love Tinka
We truly are blessed by all of Creation.
Love & Light,
Joseph
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
When our true vision becomes clear"
Love those two lines. This poem the poet's love of life with great clarity of vision.
Carmen