• Poetry

    A Thousand Whispers

    The sky is blue – stunning and vibrant, Leaves on trees glow brilliant green. Spring has come in jubilant light Dancing across the rolling hills. In its midst, the tumbling breeze…. Calls out in sweet abandon. Sometimes its voice is strong, And others, merely whispers. Lean forward, catch the words From the heart of Spring. Pause and hear, Wait and watch, Each second unique in beauty. With the beating of my heart, I cast away distractions – Intent on being still and absorbing A thousand whispers of today. – RG    

  • Poetry

    Voices of Spring

    Nature sings around me – I can almost hear her voice in the colors of Spring. Blue Bonnets and Paintbrushes scattered across the fields in merry chaos. Trees stretch their wakening limbs to the sky… And in creation I see You everywhere. I feel Your love, I see the magnificent artist in Your heart. The universe is on display, Revealing You to those who will look. It is stunning to me when I consider the flowers, birds and trees That You took the time to make me. I lift my voice in thanks and awe, Singing harmony with the Voices of Spring. – RG    

  • Poetry

    I’m Listening

    Today as I work, think and breathe, I can almost hear You. There are whispers in the heart of my mind – Secrets and open doors. No silence – rather a kaleidoscope of hope and dreams. Cartwheels of expectations roll in my thoughts. Your glorious Hand upon me, It brings me to my knees. I am Yours…and grander still, You are mine. I catch my breath and smile. Your voice becomes clearer – the more I listen. Why You showed Yourself to us Is almost beyond comprehension. All I can do is say – Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. – RG

  • Poetry

    Reverie in a Dream

    Listening in the quiet, Fog swirls ’round our walk. In the distance an owl calls. I’m thankful for the misty serenity of the morning. And in the land of dreams, Which lay slumbering just now, You are there. If I but blink, I will see you again… Laughing, caring, hugging… Your face lit with happiness. It gives me hope and promise that we are connected still. In the gossamer of imagination, I hear you say, “Mothers and daughters have a special bond that can never be broken.” The dream lives on in me. I carry it and you in my heart. – RG  

  • Journeys,  Poetry

    Wishing Well

    Holly, skates and tinseled tree – Snowflakes and a sleigh, Whispers from the carols past, And time that’s flown away… The heart within me falters At remembrances so clear. Snapshots in my memory banks, Framed inside a tear. Today the ashes on the hearth, From fires’ scarves that waved, The embers in this soul of mine Lean on the One who saves. So even as I toss my dreams Into life’s wishing well – I know my heart is being held By my Emmanuel. – RG    

  • Poetry

    Moments Live

    Misty fall outside the glass. See the pansies nod their heads. Hearing voices in my heart – Words upspoken, yet unsaid. And all the while the warmth of love Will sweep away the foggy rain. Every heartbeat keeping time Stirs with hope and move to gain. A smile curls up my lips in joy, As I ponder Your great gifts, Waters still and clouds disperse, When Your hands heal life’s biting rifts. Most of all Your faithfulness Shines light upon this upturned face. Master, Holy, Glory, God – These moments live within Your grace. – RG