Morning in Udaipur

The light finally reaches me
It has traveled so far, ending
Its journey by warming my skin.
Everything beautiful and bright
Surrounding me with abundance
The goodness of God made evident,
Here is glory, awakening
My heart to life, breath, love, beauty.
The sun dances on the whitewashed
Balcony, bougainvillea vines,
Rattan chairs with faded cushions.
Here I can rest, letting down my
Guard, unfurling leaves and opening bud.
"Look I am doing a new thing,
See how it springs up before you."


written December 3rd, 2009 

 

Yours and Mine

So I have not written in quite a long time. I have been in New Delhi, India for the past three months and have not had enough internet access to update this blog, but I have not stopped writing.
This poem really encapsulates what God taught me these past three months. So as I am catching you up I will start here:


Yours and Mine

Like the universe
My understanding of you
Is ever expanding.
You need neither our words
Nor our clever tracts
Nor our knowledge
Nor our talents.
We are worthless dust
That is only good
When the breath of God
Is breathed into us.
Our truth is nothing
Our joy is nothing
Our hope is nothing
Our love is nothing
Our life is nothing
Without you replacing
Ours with yours.

written October 11th, 2009