A Soul’s Journey (k.d. snyder)
On the journey of the soul
We pass through life
Searching for the many
Finding but a few…
Lessons to be learned
Opinions to be formed
Analyses to extract
Judgements to be levied…
One lifetime to see
That with cannot be seen
A few years of time
To perceive the timeless…
A moment in space
To capture the universe
A swift ride on the wind
To experience the cosmos…
A fantastic wild journey
To understand
That which we never can.
Recipe for a 70th Birthday Cake (k.d. snyder)
Take a fun-loving guy
Who laughs at himself
And pests, then laughs at you
Sifting fun and songs with you….
Mix in a noble heart
A sniffling soul
Who loves kids, young and old
Sprinkled with unbounding compassion….
Stir in a toddler at his core
Seasoned with giants, dragons, and pirates
Racecars and chasing bandits….
Slowly add saluting John Wayne characters
With a dash, of course, of decent rebels….
Finally blend a defender of puppy dogs
A perfect gentleman
And a grinning rogue….
Bake to perfection!
Happy, Happy 70th!
Reading Together (k.d. snyder)
Open bindings invite our eyes,
Casting us quests in vast new worlds,
Creative ploys, cunning escapes,
We immerse our souls and pray…
Then we turn the page…
Our new friends call to us
In courageous dusty words,
The mystery surrounds us,
With betrayals, joys and loss,
Then we turn the page…
Imagination catches our dreams,
Love entwines our unity,
As we travel the written path,
Choosing our new adventure,
Again, we turn the page.
We Are (k.d. snyder)
We are the dawns of color
The dispensing of shadows
With a toss of a sun ray…
A time of renewal
And fresh vitality
When all things grow.
We are the evenings of reflection
The morning of night
The dusk of day…
A time of the starlight
And mysterious gloom
Where the unseens play.
We are times of change
Rearranging perspectives
Of mission and motive…
A time of reaffirmation
Of quiet commiseration
On our journey of life.
The Great Gray Owl (k.d. snyder)
A curious glance,
Unafraid,
Our presence ignored.
Intense interest,
Demanding focus,
Fierce competence…
Searching.
Discretionary movement,
Redistribution of weight…
Poised,
To seek…
To listen…
To hunt.
Patience to wait,
Then…
Precipitous descent!
For its prey.
The Winged One (k.d. snyder)
I am one of His creations,
Exemplifying His passion for perfection,
Using the energies surrounding me,
To travel the globe with ease,
Eyeing man’s boundaries
With careless indifference,
Finding all I need along the journey,
And trusting in His benevolence.
I own freedom’s wings,
Caught on the endless winds of time,
I weave my symphony of joy.
The Love in your Eyes (k.d. snyder)
Swinging around the moon
Laughing at the clouds
Gazing at the sunrise
Reflected in your eyes…
Dancing down a dusty road
Running through the fields
Wading through fragrant flowers
Reflected in your eyes…
Singing in a rain storm
Hiding from the lightning
Jumping at the thunder
Reflected in your eyes…
Embracing upon the dunes
Peering across the waves
Finding sparkling seashells
Reflected in your eyes…
Climbing in far-off mountains
Discovering caves and cliffs
Hiking crystalline waterfalls
Reflected in your eyes.
My God (k.d. snyder)
I am the teaching wind
I breathe upon the world
I am your drink
I am that for which you thirst
I am the song in your heart
And the words of joy you sing
I am the waves
That crest the oceans of creation.
I in all that has been kissed with life
And all that simply is
I am the yearning of the stars
And in the passion of the suns
I am the soul of the innocent
The purity of Light.
I am your sustenance
And in your hunger for Truth
I am the Truth
That none can hide
And from which few wish to hide.
I am Goodness
And all good things come from me.
Faith (k.d. snyder)
Staring at the stars above
Floating on the misty seas
Of dreams and waking wanderings
the clouds hold endless symphonies.
Soaring past the ends of Time
Beyond the galaxies we know
Searching for the poetic Light
Amidst the cosmic show.
Sipping from the nebulae nectar
Where beginnings and endings start
Entangled in an earnest journey
Following our naive heart.
We attempt to unravel Creation
Envisioning its ultimate role
Testing and sifting data
Hoping to calculate its soul.
We seek the Whys and Answers
And contemplate His Plan
Faith is the true understanding
That we are sure we never can.
Have you been There? (k.d. snyder)
Have you been there?
Have you seen it all?
Have you stood upon the mountain
And listened to His call?
Have you been there?
Have you touched His hand?
Have you walked along beside Him
Or had Him carry you across the sand?
Oh, have you ever seen the tide pools
Then caught a glimpse of the ocean beyond
Have you ever asked for a simple answer
And got a question you didn’t understand?
Have you been there?
Have you seen it all?
Have you stood upon the mountain
And not been afraid to fall?
Have you been there?
Have you wondered what you’d find?
Have you walked along beside Him
And felt the quiet of His mind?
Oh, have you ever seen the tide pools
Then caught a glimpse of the ocean beyond
Have you ever asked for a simple answer
And got a question you didn’t understand?
Have you been there? Have you seen it all…..
The Train (k.d. snyder)
Heading out on the morning express,
I met the girl of my dreams on the 7:35,
I was thinking she was so easy to talk to,
As we shared tales about our busy lives…
We had discussed the world and beyond,
By the time we arrived at the exit gate,
She promised to meet me for lunch,
Before she returned on 1:28…
Her eyes sparkled as we shared a sandwich,
And her smile shone like the sun,
I was thinking I was already missing her,
When she offered to catch the 2:41…
As we strolled through the park hand-in-hand,
I asked if she might take the 4:57,
Then we talked about God and our hopes for the future,
But I was thinking I was already in heaven…
The sun was setting; Time flew too fast,
We both agreed we needed more,
I said I was thinking she could linger for dinner,
So she made plans for the 8:44…
I took her to the station that night,
I was thinking I’d never had a day so fine,
I gave her a bear hug that she returned,
But the last train was leaving at 9:29…
We said our farewells in the moonlight,
Aw, she smiled her smile at me,
Then she gave me a kiss that stopped me from thinking,
And before we knew it, it was 9:33.
Butterflies (k.d. snyder)
Gems of the skies,
Wanderers of the flowers,
Gentle in their touch,
Light in their needs.
Beauties of the fields,
Passing our way with wary hearts,
Will we protect them?
Will we marvel as they flutter by?
Will we be good stewards
For our children’s children sake?
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