Here is an old poem of mine, written eight years or so ago. I thought I’d throw it up here as I’m between writing a handful of poems right now, with none of them finished. Enjoy. Seeking the Eternal Savior My one desire: that these eyes Would one day rest

A broken globe, Around it goes, My view is thin But all within Still skylines bring delight, As faithful ’round we go, Each day the sun to raise And set in painted blaze. The mountains ever stand And trees with lifted hands Blotch them all in yellow Patches, then the

I hope you will enjoy this poem by George Herbert, who lived from 1593-1633. I suggest reading it twice, as the first time lends a powerful shock, and the second reading brings richer understanding. Redemption Having been tenant long to a rich lord, Not thriving, I resolvèd to be bold,

“Skin for skin,” said that heartless snake “Though land and kin his God may take, But Job replies ‘Blessed be God’ Face down upon the tear soaked sod ‘He gave and He may take away’ Touch flesh! Will he respond that way?