A
Selection of Poems
SPRINGTIME
The
daffodil, the crocus,
The
snowdrop shy and white,
All
heralds of the Springtime
As
earth moves from winter's night;
So
quietly they've been growing
Beneath
the frozen sod,
But
now they're shoots appearing
Bravely point our thoughts to God.
Has
life seemed dark and frozen?
Have
the days been long and drear?
Has
hope been sometimes fading
In
the ice-cold grip of fear?
Take
heart, your soul's been growing
Beneath
the chastening rod
And
soon new life emerging
Will
point others up to God.
Pam Worsey
SUNSHINE
AND SHOWERS
Does
He send you sunshine?
Then
enjoy it's warmth and light.
Or
maybe storms surround you
And
all seems darkest night.
Whatever
God allows to come
Will
grace your earthly life,
For
always it is tempered
As
He wields His surgeon's knife.
Are
you feeling lonesome,
Maybe
suffering or in pain?
Then
lift your thoughts to Jesus
He
will strengthen you again.
Remember
how He's been with you
Along
life's varied way?
Well
He will ne'er desert you
But
He'll turn your night to day.
Do
you want to rise now
Soar
Well
open up to Jesus
Let
His Holy Spirit flow;
He'll
fill your life with hope and joy
Give
blessings from above
As
you yield yourself completely
To the One Who's Name is Love.
Pam Worsey
I
am walking the old path the miners walked
down
from the high places and into the dark wood.
The
peat springs back beneath my feet,
the
amber sun lifts my heart,
and
I have seen the valley through buzzard’s eyes
atop
those jumbled rocks.
Now
my boots are treading down between the larches,
and
I brush against the berrywhin
as
I make for the road and home.
Suddenly,
where the path turns almost back upon itself
the
woodland floor has become the night sky
so
studded with stars it takes my breath away.
Closer.
I see there are hundreds of flowers each one single and alone:
the
white and delicate sorrel has taken sole charge here,
and
every flower is love lit amid the darkness,
every threefold leaf a hymn to God.
Bill Rowell, June 2002