Dance you now in morning breezes
Sway and twirl against the wind
Dropping treasures of your harvest
Without care or fear or whim.
Ease you now in colder weather
Bare your bones, send roots down deep
Anchored rest for unknown season
Winter’s nap your soul to keep.
Days are damp and mornings chilling
Fog hangs low over hills and trees
Life moves slow in quiet whispers
As grandma rises from her knees.
Light streams over well-worn pages
Gnarled fingers turn them slow
Pausing, drawing, strength from words
Written holy long ago.
Hearts and trees need life’s refreshing
Given freely by God above
Open now His Word and drink
Wisdom, faith, power, and love.
(December 10, 2016)
Hear God's Heart 
Hi Mary Ellen!
Beautiful poem!
I have much to catch up on 🙂 I have a separate folder for your blogs in my email, so I have been saving them in there until I can get to them. My reading has slowed down (as it does at times with books), I have yet to finish the one I started. But in the end I always get the drive back then I read a lot.
I did read this and a couple more a little while back, but I didn’t leave a comment, and a couple of the ones I read I did, I’ll sum them all up one day :-).
But I must say, you are a good writer indeed…praise God!
Love to you my friend!
Thank you Elisha. I know you are in a season of quiet and am not bothered by your silence. When it is time to read, you will. Abba’s calendar is always right. By this time next year, or before, you’ll have a completed book from me to read. 🙂 Can’t wait.
Have a wonderful season of times with Him. Much love my friend.♥
Thank you, Mary Ellen. Love the word pictures in your poem and appreciate your gift of writing so much.
Thanks Sandy. I love how He creates. 🙂