when seeds split open
by Elizabeth DeBarros
Photo courtesy of Blandy Experimental Farm
How fleeting are the years
they pass under the mistletoe
like steam
rising off the lake
— or was it just a pond?
The ripples,
there are so many now.
…
Some snows we waited for
never came
Burning sands underfoot,
our lot.
Fall is a jaunt through the leaves,
telling us what kind of
summer it’s been.
…
Of all the faces
none do I recall
so vivid
as when faith took root
and hope appeared
when love formed
in a moment’s time
and eternity’s seed split open
giving birth
to something beautiful.
…
And time is His, not mine
every ginkgo leaf that falls
is golden,
remembered by the limb
upon which it hung.
…
If sap then runs in spring
and the redbuds
a little fuller,
Can He not whistle in the wind
and work a wonder for you?
Can He not work a wonder for you?
…
©2013 Elizabeth DeBarros
I am overwhelmed by this beautiful piece of art. Thank you for this, dear woman…
Lisa Sraders Lisa Tyler Design 703-999-7249
And to think I wrote it on the morning of your birthday. Some things are just meant to be. Thanks for reading, Lisa. Love you.
Thank you. Thank you.
Ah, Trisha, you are welcome, welcome.
This touched my heart and soul, Liz. Thank you so much for writing and sharing it. You inspire me so much as a writer and Christ follower.
Likewise, my dear. Glad this ministered to your heart. He is faithful to the very last into eternity.
You’ve made my heart sing. So many reasons why I love this! Thank you! ♥
Faith taking root and hope appearing does change a face…how poetic and beautiful. I so love this piece…and you!
And today this poem is more beautiful than the first time I read it.
16 days… and your faith was taking deeper roots.