The Black River is a journey in faith. It delves into an exploration of life: from the calm, clear waters of the good days, the mundane, to the swirling eddies and deep waters of issues that face every one of us. Thank you for visiting this site. You can contact me personally at: godandtheblackriver@gmail.com
Tuesday, 11 September 2012
Joy Unbound by Susan L.
The Lord's laughter is in the trees
As they cavort and rustle in the wind,
Tickling Heaven's belly.
His merriment squeaks in the chirping crickets
As they sing to the day
In search of love and life eternal.
Muffled giggles flutter in the soft beat
Of a butterfly's wings
While they dance among the flowers
Drinking the sweetness of being.
A chuckle is teased from His lips
By the raucous nonsense of geese
As they splash and squabble in the water.
Gales of utter abandon swoop
In the shrieks and gleegul cries
Of children as they, too,
Splash and squabble in the water.
A harmony of life.
The Lord's soft and muted pleasure
Is wrapped in dulcet tones of lovers
As they embrace His love for them.
His silent mirth reverberates
In the warm company of good friends
As they share a quiet time.
Everywhere rings with the pure
Clear tones of Heaven's Joy--
For our joy is in the listening
Closely and hearing
Our Father's pleasure.
09/07
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