Sunday, January 22, 2017

Ecclesiastes

Ecclesiastes in the trees
if you listen.
Psalms from the rain soaked ground
if you slow down.
But I don't for fear of what
I might be missing -
moving faster
than the speed of Heaven's sound.

For Poetry Pantry at Poets United

10 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Beautiful as always!! Hope all is well for you and your family!!

Sylvia

Sioux said...

MZ--Not only do you craft powerful poems in just a few words, but you also combine words in incredibly clever ways. Your near rhyme, along with the playfulness you use so deftly, results in your pieces being gems.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wonderfully original, as always, kiddo.

totomai said...

Can I say amen, Mama Zen? when everything falls apart, you know where to run to

Sanaa Rizvi said...

You never cease to amaze me!!❤️

Bekkie Sanchez said...

Short, sweet, and to the point.

Fireblossom said...

Someone needs to throw a lasso around you, little dogie.

R.K. Garon said...

Yes, but my running has slowed down to a casual walk. I don't know if I am catching up to it (Heaven) or it is catching up to me.
Wonderful prayer in my interpretation.
ZQ

grapeling said...

though there may be nothing new under the sun, yet still each rainfall astounds us. especially here in the recently parched, now deluged west. ~

Iris said...

I feel like I need to read these books again to get the full effect. I don't want to be like the speaker and miss out on the Word of God because I'm too busy cleaning or whatever.

I love how you've reminded us that scripture is hidden in plain sight --- in nature.