Psalm 29

Some days I actually get out just to walk, just to look around me, just to observe. One Psalm which reflects days like this for me is Psalm 29, which lifts my heart above what I see around me to the One who put all things in their places. Read Psalm 29 before you read this poem.

Poetry erupts
From winter cocoon, unfurls
Haikuic wings.
Leaves of many greens
Flutter butterfly-like as
If many wind chimes.
Silence, relative,
Broken, cracked, shattered, revives
As darkness overcomes.
Windows closed, voices
Softened to silence, traffic
Murmurs distant hums.
Night having fallen,
Sky darkened to navy's blues,
All creation rests.