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MORNING-SONG PRAISE

This morning, I saw tree branches

With lush leaves

Sweep skyward

Till it seemed as though

All in unison had been lifted

By the wind In praise to Thee

PRAYER:

Thank you, Lord For the peace and quiet Of your gentle Spirit For the enormity of Your love And for the joy of Your sweet presence.

Thank You for Your voice that whispers, “Come unto Me.” © 2/2012 Carol Castagna

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WINTER STATEMENT’

Ice-covered branches

Drenched in frost

Dripping in daybreak

Presiding against a backdrop Of Tchaikovsky’s Waltz

I marvel at your Winter Statement, Lord

At Your Winter Statement Of Sight and of Sound

And of the Great I Am!

This morning, in humble gratitude I Praise You!

Carol Castagna © October 2012

 

NIGHT IN SPRING

I’m here Lord, with You this starry night

Listening to the ocean roar

Watching white waves emerge, mammoth

Then quiet….

Flowing, as it were, toward the sand, to sleep

I’m surrounded by Your greatness, Lord

This vast sea before me

The moon wanting only to remain in this moment

The wind caressing me gently…

In awe, I stand before you Creator of heaven and earth!

Carol Castagna © 2/2012

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LISTEN TO THE QUIET  A poem of peace and God’s quiet assurance

Listen to the Quiet. I love this moment in time.

Weeping willows dancing in sweet abandon

against an azure sky. Tomorrow will wait

An oriole walks on the grass to my porch and chirps a song

Written just for me –

This moment knows no sorrow. Raindrops glide down my face and

hush speaks sleep to the pond.

Listen to the sweet, sweet sound of silence –

no cares – no strife, not here during this moment of quiet splendor…

Only Jesus – only sunshine – only cool, cool water.

Sunshine and dew drops and peace….

at this moment in time…Listen to the Quiet

He is everywhere.

Carol Castagna ©2/2012

 

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I ASKED; HE ANSWERED     Song lyrics of thanksgiving and praise

I asked; He answered

I sought; I found

I knocked and the door

opened wide for me.

I asked; He answered

I sought; I found

His mercy is limitless.

His faithfulness ever abounds.

Carol Castagna ©2/2012

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