
In the early morn,
Rising with the summer sun,
Waking with the birds,
I sit among trees and flowers,
Sipping coffee as
Windchimes serenade me.
A squirrel scurries,
Butterflies flutter, bees buzz.
My garden shuts out the world.
Choka

In the early morn,
Rising with the summer sun,
Waking with the birds,
I sit among trees and flowers,
Sipping coffee as
Windchimes serenade me.
A squirrel scurries,
Butterflies flutter, bees buzz.
My garden shuts out the world.
Choka

A bit of comfort
Springing up in time of need
Tiny flower of hope
Haiku
Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never Is, but always To be blest.
The soul, uneasy, and confin’d from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
—Alexander Pope, “An Essay on Man”
Today as I went out to visit my “Inspiration Rock Corner” to place a few new rocks I had painted, I happened to notice a tiny yellow flower blooming right next to the HOPE brick I had painted.
It seemed to match the little yellow flowers I had painted on the brick and I thought it not to be a co-incidence that the tiny flower had chosen that exact spot of all others in the yard to appear in bloom.
“Plant seeds of hope in your heart. Give them plenty of love and attention. Then watch as your beautiful dreams bloom” – Amy Atherton …

As the busy day ends
We all need a place to call
Our very own—it’s Home
Senryu

In a world of hurt
One heart among many
Can bring souls comfort
One heart that’s surrendered
Completely to God’s will
Tanka
As I continue to read the true story of Katie Davis Majors heart’s commitment to God and His will, I am amazed at what God has done through her for the people in Uganda.
I recommend reading her book “Kisses for Katie”. It’s a great testimony of what God can accomplish through one heart that’s totally surrendered to Him.