He is hearing and can see

Subtle sounds are waking me
Wind is blowing cold and free
Icy whispers hit the pane
Soon will touch it: freezing rain

Darkness lingers;  it is true
But the Light is coming soon
With the dawn ..the shadows flee.
Morning star, come shine on me

No one's listening but the One
Who gave life to everyone
He is hearing, and can see
All that's hidden..all of me..

So, I'm speaking ..knowing well
One can hear, what I can't tell
Secrets sounding: soft and deep
Come and take them ..You can keep

Oh the mystery ...oh the love:
These will take me, high above;
To that throne.. that portal bright
Where God's waiting with His light

A world, our busy-ness tries to hide

Would you ever have a moment to humbly listen and to see
That everywhere around you is filled with mystery
Do you have the patient willingness, to enter deep inside
And venture into a world our busy-ness tries to hide

The beautifulness and awesomeness; the imprints so Divine
Rest upon the universe and on everything continues to shine
We have only to take the moments; the seconds: one or two
To see that every single plantlet is waving "I love you"

All the world around us..everything: the plants and trees
Echo to us the sentiments of the One who constantly sees:
The Eternal and the Omnipotent..the Everlasting and the All
Is constantly displaying before us: He loves us: great and small

The dance of morning

Whispering winding breezes, land softly on the trees
And suddenly they are dancing..and moving in the breeze
Like artists, who are on broadway; or dancers on the screen
The  oak trees and the pine trees start to sway gracefully and serene

Then the grass blades and the flowers pick up quickly the routine
And instinctively start flowing into some arabesques pristine
Like ballerinas and the danseurs they grace our gazing eyes
With wonderment and beauty and with sweetness from the skies

We see this, all God's beauty: all this exquisiteness all around
And are pulled into the rhythm and are soothed by all the sound
But our hearts are always seeking something new despite the price
Yet nothing can ever compare to this beauty before our eyes

Appreciating each day

As I sit here in this early morn, I can hear the soundings so clear
Of molecules and atoms colliding: moving all of the atmosphere
Yet the sounds they make are heard in me and not by the mortal ear
For silence is the sound they sing and I must still myself to hear

The echoing cosmos; the universe; the brilliant amazing sky
Are challenging me to search and seek and to even question:  why
For their mysteries are so sweet so  sure; their beauty so evident to all:
If only we could contemplate and see the One who inspires their call

While morning sun is rising up and lighting this world I see
I consider all who have seen it's glow and what their thoughts might be
Have they basked inside of its warming shine and not even thought at all
That this enormous star of light and warmth is needed by great and small

Do we take for granted our every day...like it is something that'll always be
Not stopping to consider that this is all a gift with a message for you and me
Have we forgotten to read the cards attached...mystically written with  time
Reminding us that we are all so loved without need for any verse or rhyme?

God's Light

What are you doing and who are you promoting.
Are you seeking applause or truly devoting,
Your life and your being; your breath and your song;
To your Creator and Maker:  your Support ever strong?

You cling to the Good Book like some charm or protection
But fail to comprehend  it is only for direction
SO you   read and you  read it but don't have the Spirit
For you fail to embody all the teachings that's in IT

If you would be God like and live like the martyrs
You'll have to stop bragging and be humble.. for starters
Just do what you're doing without need for the lime light
Then you'll become what the angels call "God's delight"

If we are willing

Doors are opening up at the break of the day
Curtains are drawn open and the night's gone away
All the world's awakening and the beautifulness too
What an awesome displayvis awaiting me and you

But we are too often unaware of the wonderfulness unseen
We rush around with agendas but haven't ever seen
The warming rays of sunshine or the softly blowing breeze
Creatures like the squirrels are jumping in the trees

Sitting inside the stillness or breathing in the dawn
Is something for the seekers who seek beauty before it's gone
But we haven't had the attraction or the umph to seek for more
Of what opens up each morning and falls from Heaven's store

So let us, if we are willing and if we are ready to see
The sacredness of creation, the treasures for you and me:
Let us open up every morning and let us open up every door
Like one who has gone mining for the Eternal's endless store