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Monday Meditation: Green Like Worship–A Poem

July 18, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

 

Green like worship

summer dreams swim

in rippled cloud ponds.

Fern fronds bow and

stately trunks stretch skyward.

Arms reach for heaven

hushed by monarch

majesty and ancient

words carved in

dusty walls by

shanty boy ghosts

seated on log pews.

Hymns echo through

pine-carpeted cathedral

and the sacred pours

into lemonade lakes.

 

Playing towards God in Hartwick Pines.

The photo was taken from inside the log chapel.

And the first line of this poem came from playing with poetry magnets with Gracee at Saturn Booksellers.

 

High heavens, sing! God has done it.
Deep earth, shout! And you mountains, sing!
A forest choir of oaks and pines and cedars!
God has redeemed Jacob. God’s glory is on display in Israel.
Isaiah 44:33 (Message)

 

Linking today with L.L. Barkat

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and with Laura Boggess

 

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  1. Anna says

    July 19, 2011 at 3:03 am

    “summer dreams swim/in rippled cloud ponds.” Your poem makes me envision worship in the woods. And that photo is lovely, with the green shining through the middle. Beautiful.

    • Sandra says

      July 19, 2011 at 8:49 am

      Thank you, Anna. I grew up practically in the woods (and on a lake.) I loved His world before I loved Him.

  2. Bradley J. Moore says

    July 19, 2011 at 6:27 am

    “Green like worship…” What a bold way to start this poem! I am fascinated by this possibility of color as a metaphor for a larger view of relating to God. Puts me in the forest, right there.

    Beautiful imagery. Wish I was there, too.

    • Sandra says

      July 19, 2011 at 8:46 am

      Thanks, Brad. You would love it there, I think. It’s where our little school used to always go on the last day of school to picnic.

      He is definitely a colorful Creator!

  3. Michelle DeRusha says

    July 19, 2011 at 9:15 am

    Love it, Sandy. This breathes summer and creation!

    • Sandra says

      July 19, 2011 at 3:09 pm

      🙂 Thanks, Michelle. There’s death here, too, I think. In a nourishing sort of way.

  4. K.M. Weiland says

    July 19, 2011 at 12:22 pm

    Bee-yoo-ti-ful. You completely evoked the scene for me, and the pic is a perfect illustration. I could smell it, see it, even taste it almost. Thanks for sharing that, Snady!

    • Sandra says

      July 19, 2011 at 3:10 pm

      Hi Katie! So that made me spin happy. Thanks!

  5. S. Etole says

    July 19, 2011 at 1:17 pm

    A cathedral not built by human hands … and filled with His glory.

    • Sandra says

      July 19, 2011 at 3:10 pm

      Safe under His canopy. 🙂

  6. laura says

    July 19, 2011 at 7:26 pm

    Oh, wow. It sounds the perfect playdate. The cool of the green on the hot summer day…it just speaks refresh. And that is some view. Love it, Sandy.

  7. Pamela says

    July 20, 2011 at 9:51 pm

    God’s glory is on display! Love that the magnet words gave you the first sentence and the rest inspired by God. Beautiful!

  8. wolfsorsebud says

    July 21, 2011 at 9:08 am

    The Creation knows…

  9. Megan Willome says

    July 23, 2011 at 11:01 am

    Gosh, I’d love to see that. Everything around here is dead.

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