Treasure Chest

Party of joy within Birdsong and tree life's setting in Spring and I was allowed a seat.

                                                                                                     

                                                                                                       

Back-lit, blending- surrounding, drifting;

Cottonwood seed puffs, in air, through marshlands flicker.

They play copy- cat, snow fluffs caper.

April is turning transitional song; Soft raspberry sun dress weather.

My eyes rise at your waves of cresting new flurries;

Cotton crystals caught blazing.

Strata trees depth, many bird- canopy-calliopes,

Carry musical tones, sounding like water jewel piccolos.

Feathered air crafts, balanced wings spread;

Aerodynamic tail tillers domain.

Air grace parlays- trapeze innovators; humbled at your door step I wait.

Imagine and wonder, your ability to fly.

Wish- dream -yearn; tethered moorings are loosening at the seams.

Each thread has become vanquished, fraying.

These symbols’ haunt consciousness; awake, vision or dreaming?

Through reflective reversal’s screen; my understanding stops.

I fear I am missing strength’s potent truths as I bask in these inner glory tears.

From edge’s angle to faraway note,

Understanding is known and felt perception.

Inner treasure chest, each shimmering sweet barb calls.

What is the key? Who is to claim it?

Queries the question: Does this yearning point to a clue?

This treasure Chest of who I really am lives still:

 For it is given from My savior and creator; the Lord Jesus Christ;

 -The clue and the key.

Author's Note

What do you feel or interpret; is their a point for you within? Thanks!

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

initially i was on a flight of fancy and starting to put myself in a wonderland..i love when the cottonwoods start to "snow" ..it is truly a magical time ;) but your poem turns much deeper into that inner journey ...searching for self ...just the thought of it gives me a headache ;)))) we spend our youth on that journey don't we?! the clue and the key in Jesus again puts another spin on this one ... He to me is forgiveness and redemption ... we find peace and comfort in the Faith He brings ...but life and searching remain in the domain of human choice always ... and our resultant adventures are so colored :) really enjoyed the inspirations your poem brought me ... it has me re-thinking me own Faith :)
E.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Einstein Noodle,
I need a place to just be, just sit, just feel....inner ponderings; to analyze. Life just seems to move to fast for me and spending time with the One Who Loves Me Most is not often eneough but sometimes it is extra special and brings strength and help to my soul. What can I say. I know I need Jesus! You review left me feeling that human hearts are more similar then not and encouraged me to keep going, keep loving, keep serving others and caring. God just used your honesty. Keep it up. We all need that in each other.
Bless you dear friend!
Kathy

[Einstein Noodle]

there is great peace and comfort in Jesus .. resting in the Hands of God is so simple it is hard ;} what a wonderful thought that all those in that place are sharing it ... your poetry always uplifts and inspires me ... very grateful to be getting to know you here at the Cafe!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Thanks,
I get what your saying... "resting in the Hands of God is so simple it is hard" Resting and trusting go together here. We are like children as we learn. We all come from different places and experiences and God knows how to help us for He knows us. We are His direct responsibility. It is neat being able to be part of a writing community too...really nice.

[angel]

We don't have cottonwoods here, but back in the 70s,I lived in Northwestern Florida, and there was one in the yard beside ours.
On a breezy, prestorm afternoon, I looked out of the window to see...snow! How could it be? It was over 80 degrees outside!
It was the neighbor's cottonwood tree, of course.
Wonderful how you speak of the wondrous treasure given to all mankind by our Savior...Praise Jesus, and bless you, too.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Yes, Angel
The joys can come when we are not expecting.. in the day to day life. I love the image of you finding cotton wood seed snow. So pretty.
Florida is so beautiful. Iv'e been just a couple times.
Blessings,
kathy

[richieb]

Kathy,
Creation is our most visible image of God to hold our faith and hope. You captured a lot of the Wonders of nature. What is it all about? A most beautiful gift from Jesus Christ. Add The Greatest gift our salvation and Eternal life through and with Him and we Blessed in way that have no earthly description.
Your poem showed beautiful imagery and spurs the imagination. A most heavenly read!
Peace and Blessings,
Richie b.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

richieb,
To know and see and feel the reality of something bigger than oneself is beyond words. It is an inner reality which sustains. I know what you mean. God and God. He is all.
Loved your uplifting and inspiring review.
Kathy

[Mari' Emeraude]

Be still my heart! This beautiful, breezy poem gave me goosebumps! Too many favorite lines to mention here but .."soft rasberry sundress weather" was just lovely!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Mari' Emeraude,
sometimes the flow and emotional creativity is there for all of us. It takes a little work but I hope that I will continue to learn. Thankyou so much.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Fabian G. Franklin]

And what a wonderful way to identify with one's faith through leaning to fly. I'm reminded of the late Tom Petty's words, "I'm learning to fly but I ain't got wings." I found this uplifting and lovely.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Fabian G. Franklin,
Sometimes the awareness of God's reality and love is so uplifting that words hardly can describe....Thanks so much for your imaginative comments. It's so nice to be made aware of the thoughts of others on what we write.
Bless you,
Kathy

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I believe the love of God is the only love there is and the good in humankind is only a mere reflection of that love. We cannot be "good" all the time and we fail if we struggle to do so. It is that weakness that God's strength is made manifest. It's why we cry out to Him in our need and recognition and confession of our failure. That is the understanding that I have of myself, at least. Your work was inspiring to me. Thank you.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

God's will within us is to be like Him. We are His children and we are meant to mirror the Father's ways. We see and acknowledge that Jesus shows us the Father. I am so relieved to know that God sees Christ when He looks at me. I guess no one is really good but God and Jesus and the Holy Spirit. There is sure a lot to consider when we accept that our lives are not our own but belong to God.
Thanks for your really terrific review. Great thoughts to ponder!
Kathy
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[Fabian G. Franklin]

I'm always happy to meet another child of God. Won't it be wonderful in heaven when we see as we are seen...in a perfect reflection of our Lord through His grace and salvation? Your inner beauty is shining through!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Thank you so very much!

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Lovely poem, Kathy Van Kurin!

Very poetic and thoughtful. I loved the imagery, "April is turning transitional song; Soft raspberry sun dress weather," "Feathered air crafts, balanced wings spread" and I found it educating, "Strata trees" is something I never heard of before. I was drawn to read your beautiful poem by the title. The meaning of the poem is so poetic to me. The earth is beautiful as God intended, though man is making their way through it, destroying it. Lovely poem! Tyfs!!!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

We imperfect human beings, yet God has chosen to set His love on us. Creation speaks, it speaks of the Holy and perfect one. Christ is beyond description. Faith speaks too....clues in beauties all around. Clues for us to find, to speak to us. Our souls are so hungry.
blessings and I really loved your review and thought process. Your a gem!
Kathy

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed your words and your thoughts dear Kathy.
Air grace parlays- trapeze innovators; humbled at your door step I wait.
Imagine and wonder, your ability to fly."
Few seek real places and do not want to see what is true or not. Powerful and worthwhile shared. I liked them. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry nd your thoughts.

Coyote

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Coyote,
I think that what seems real to all of us is simply different. Hopefully the very process of living will teach us lessons. For we have opportunity to grow and change every day. Draw deeply from our souls. This is where God dwells. I can not speak for others. I sure appreciate your kindness and gift of sharing jewels of affirmation.
Bless you sir.
Kahy

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Kathy. A wonderful poem.

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What begins as a descriptive viewpoint into an area of natural divinity transforms into a questioning on one's position in the realm of life; is one truly awake and living through its beauty? Or is it all a dream from a hopeful, yet, unconcious mind? And since this beauty is related to the creator,what is his plan and meaning for you? This is how this poem reads to me, like a re-evaluation of faith.

I do not have the answers for you; that is something we must all discover for ourselves. In time, with deep introspection, I am sure you will have your answers.

An interesting poem; thoughtful and reflective. Nice work.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Doodley,
Ofttimes when 'sitting and staring' Nature seems to be speaking it's message. I become very quiet and just listen. I am actually just a bare soul which desires, hopes, pleads for a word from my Savior, creator and sustainer. His living spirit speaks individually to every lamb which has sought refuge . I am only one. Anyway the phrase about mid-way through this poem is a description to this feeling of receiving- hearing from the Lord Jesus Christ:
"Through reflective reversal's screen; my understanding stops.
I fear I am missing strength's potent truths as I bask in these inner glory tears.
From edges angle to far away note understanding is known and felt perception."
Sometimes what we know is of the inner light and very weighty. It is like a spring of pure water flowing within and giving us strength. This is the best I can explain it.
blessings,
Kathy

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[barleygirl]

The first half of your lovely spring poem is packed with dynamic verbs, so that it's an active scene we're sharing, instead of a steady view. Love the way you convey such activity using all the senses. The second half of your message seems to morph into a questioning session, as if this nature scene prompts all the pondering hiding deep down inside. As is often expressed in your writing, we get to know your overflowing treasure chest, which manifests in all these springtime flourishes that He showers us with! *smile* Fondly, Margie

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Margie,
Ok, girl were you sitting there with me? Hmmm....it suddenly feels like it. All kidding aside. Inspiration just sits waiting at the most unexpected moments when we silence our inner motor long enough to pay attention. This is true for me and I suppose for everyone in different ways depending on how they think. Music, painting, calligraphy....you name it. Loved your really super duper review. It always leaves me feeling like you 'get it.' "Springtime flourishes that He showers us with!" This phrase is lovely and tender. Oh, and *smile* to you as well my friend!
Blessings,
Kathy

[emmajoy]

Could say far too much. But, this writing has so much emotional and spiritual need that tis best to be brief. Go walk under the sky, no matter its colour. He is there. Know that. Be sure. Your trust will wrap you safely. He asks for nothing but gives you dark clouds to show you the sun hides but lives. So wrote a man so many years ago, Fall leaves will never equal their numbers. Dear Kathy - this is the best i can do. x

[Kathy Van Kurin]

emmajoy,
Your response just was so heartwarming. You obviously are bowled over as well by how God shows who He is in creation. What a wonderful explanation you shared above. You love having 'a way with words' and it really shows.' Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your thoughtful and honest portrayal in such a individual way. It's you, dear Emma.
Blessings today.
Kathy

[emmajoy]

For all my flaws, I really do believe there is Someone far, far kinder and wiser than us Earthbound amnesiacs. Hugs, dear you.. have a sweet weekend.x

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Emma,Yup, I get all tucked into my little bed and then lay there..........thinking, thinking then finally praying praying. Boy God's so patient with us..I love it; "Earthbound amnesiacs." I am just grinning.. Bye for now.
Kathy

[emmajoy]

Bye till whenever, Kathy. Hope you eventually find some beautiful thoughts and dreams. x

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Thank you, that is the ongoing hope. I wish the same for you....

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Ah what an excellent sublime poem, u play in the tall cotton of wisdom and poetry, great phrasings and the ending stanza was my favourite. Kudos.

I'm quite a newbie, Pleez Plee drop by my newest poem and add your thoughts, comment too. I like making friends.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

s.zaynab Kamoopury,
Nice to meet you. I hope that you enjoy wc it is a good opportunity to be inspired and read others work and communicate. Thank you for reading this poem. What a cute concept: "play in the tall cotton of wisdom and poetry."I appreciate your lovely input. Thanks for the encouragement.
Blessings,
Kathy