Dead Leaves

Dead leaves underfoot

Sprinkled by a spring rain

Along this path I tread alone

Through the morning's pale gray

The twittering of birds is placid

And I pause to gaze at hills of old

Cresting and dipping in solitude

Tree-soaked are these forest's folds

Rooted pillars not yet leafed

Nakedly stretching to clouds above

Much like the hope within me

Released from winter and reaching for love

But can I attain it?

Only the Lord knows that

For it's a chapter unwritten

A fruit yet to be had

But its a lonely scene

Here in the gray

Always waiting for the pen

To scribble my way

Patience is strength

But many are baited

By impulsivity

Into a love that's tainted

But I will wait

As I have for so long

For the hand of God

To usher her along

Perhaps one day

I won't tread here alone

My desire will be sated

My spirit won't groan

But until that time

I am content, at peace

Marveling at God's art

Upon a sheet of dead leaves

Author's Note

In life, never attempt to force a piece into your puzzle, it will only break and leave your picture blemished. Wait patiently on the Lord, remembering that He moves in His timing, not yours. But if you have tried to force your will and now find your picture blemished, there is good news! Christ will make it perfect by the wash of His endless grace and mercies; so believe in Him, have faith, and press ever onward.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is so expressive & true to how I feel about life. Having never been married at age 64, I just cannot abide by a situation that's less than the one I started out being in. It's got to be something that makes life even better & I've just not had that experience yet. I love how hopeful & trusting this sounds, but also not trying to act like there isn't longing & a touch of impatience at times. Very true to the way people can often begrudgingly accept however God lays it out for us (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[emmajoy]

'Rooted pillars not yet leafed .. Nakedly stretching to clouds above .. Much like the hope within me ..
Released from winter.. reaching for love'

Long to read, yet worth every second. I can truly appreciate the way you place the Lord deep into your love for the Outdoors, It IS the greatest church of all out there especially now when we're undergoing such awful times. This is a charming, hopeful poem and patient as patient be.

[Dan Cowan]

Thank you! I appreciate you taking the time to read it all :)