Beauty, Even in Death

This is a dead tree in the area of the mud pots in Yellowstone National Park.

Working Mother

Mid Summer Solstice in Ennis, Montana

The Storm

The storm is brewing, coming in,
The sky grows dark with fear
Each birds is calling to its mate,
“Find a tree, it’s near!” White tails flashing out an alarm
“Clear the meadowland”
The world is almost crackling now
The storm is near at hand The clouds hang closer to the hills
To hide from what’s begun
The air’s almost too thick to breathe
Beneath the fading sun The aspen leaves quake in the breeze
That’s thick with sweet perfume,
The fragrances plucked as it passed
Each grass & prairie bloom

And then the raindrops start to fall,
Like bitter angry tears
Spilled from the eyes of raging clouds
Born of a pain that sears

A crashing fire rips through the clouds
And echoes in the hills
The river cowers in its bed
And drinks what heaven spills

The trees bow down, limbs twisted back
Beneath the brutal gale
The ground is littered with torn leaves,
With splintered limbs and hail.

But then, as swiftly as it came,
The storm is spent and gone
And in its wake, the sun returns
As if nothing had gone on…

On The Road To Montana

God Sang To Me This Morning

Jesus sang to me this morning
As I lay sleeping in my bed
He called me from the edge of sleep
I woke with His song in my head

He bade me give Him my worries
Place my burdens in His strong hand
He said that I could rest in Him;
An offer of love, not command.

He sang me a song of childhood
One that I hadn’t heard in years
Just one verse that answered the prayers
I had filled last night with my fears

I woke to the voice of my savior
His words came with the dawn’s fresh light
Reminding me of His great love
And that He is holding me tight


I heard him singing: "Lay your worries on my shoulder, put your troubles in my pocket, rest your head on me a while" I know the song is slightly different, but this is the way He sang it to me. I had not heard that song in years. I had not listened to music of any sort since Sunday & that song was not among those I heard then. But it did answer my prayers from last night. I love it when He speaks to me on the edge of sleep, because I can hear Him clearly then & I know it's Him. Patient Expectation.

Sleepy Heads

The little stars peer down on me

As I slip into bed;

They laugh and call me silly names

Like little sleepy head.

But I know when I wake at dawn

That they’ll be off to bed

And then it will be them, not me,

Who is the sleepy head!

I Lift My Heart

I turn my face to you, Oh Lord,
In faith I face the dawn,
For I now know that you’ve loved me
And that love carries on.
I lift my voice to sing your praise,
For by my faith I’m drawn
To tell the world it’s you I love
And all my doubts are gone.

Monsters in the Dark

The little creaks out side my room
Are just the wind… I think
Although the wind dropped off tonight,
So I won’t sleep a wink!

The rustling that I hear out there
Are leaves against the screen,
But I don’t have trees in my yard,
My night is NOT serene!

The tap, tap, tapping at my pane
Is just a little rain
But all the rain clouds are long gone.
I’ll never sleep again!

Who’s that out there? Who’s there, who’s there?
It’s just the rising moon
Peeking through my bedroom window
This night can’t end too soon!

I’ll never stay up late again
To watch a scary flick!
Cause now there’s monsters in the dark!
I’m scared, I’m feeling sick!!!

Longing

The Dryad longed to see the sun
To feel it touch her face;
She dreamt of days her glade was wrapped
Within its warm embrace;
She yearned to see the mosaics
It cast like shadowed lace,
But only rain brushed leaf and limb
And streaked her downcast face
While darkened clouds swept past her woods
And left their bitter trace

The Light Follows the Night

The sun returned to us today
The sea sparkles with light
The earth is washed clean by the rain
The air is fresh and bright
And as I stand within its spark
I feel my soul ignite
I understand light always comes
Fast on the heels of night

The Monotony of Beauty

The days slip by in simple sameness
Sometimes I lose my place
I look into the bathroom mirror
And see a languid face

Eyes that see such splendid glory
With each new brilliant dawn
Heedless of the grace before them,
Will greet each with a yawn

Living with the gentle whisper
Of waves upon the shore
Sighing, I’m lost in self pity
It’s so mundane, a bore.

But then I hear the popping sound
As my head clears my ass
I realize my life is full
I’m just a whiny lass!

And so I turn from prosaic
To effuse in my praise
For all the glories of my world,
And its changeless ways.

Peace in the Evening at Home

The twilight beckons me back home
And I can naught but go;
There's peace where my heart waits for me
Beside the waters flow.

A Cloudy Day

No sun today, he’s gone away
To find another place to play,
But he won’t stay too long away
He likes to splash down by the bay!

Goldfinch

Sweet Smiles of Springtime

My Nighttime Guardian

Last night the moon watched as I slept,
He gazed down on my bed;
He filled my room with silver light
And stroked my tousled head.

I think he really likes me ‘cause
He hangs around each night
And sings me songs that fill my dreams
With silken silver light.

I like it when I know he’s there,
It’s comforting to me
To know that he is keeping watch
While I sleep by the sea.

Dreaming on a Damp Night

The gentle rain brushes the night
And stirs my sleepy dreams
I hear it tickle on the sill
And run the pane in streams

The whisper of the rustling wind
Is sighing past the eaves
It lingers in my dreams then strays
To tease the sodden leaves

The night is still and wet tonight
And yet there’s peace there too
I hear it murmur as I sleep…
It leads to dreams of you.

The Clouds Ate the Stars

The stars were here a night ago
But then the clouds came in
And ate them all like candy corn
And now they’re gone again.

I can’t believe those greedy clouds
Just ate them, every one,
I hope those clouds get misted by
Tomorrow’s rising sun!