Somewhere along the way of my blog-hopping habit, I came across the blog of L.L. Barkat and I just found myself enthralled by her verbal paintings. I have since learned to love her heart and appreciate her kind words that she sends my way.
This post is in response to a poetry prompt that I found on her blog today...one that I just HAD to be a part of. The details for this prompt can be found below my own response to this promt....
A Celebration of Slowing
My heart can't help but long
for the gust of the fall breeze
as it pumps within me with a yearning to
be as delicately focused and as forcefully free.
Such an amazing force that blows
with the simple ease of beautiful invisibility
reminds me of just how incredibly aimless
my own purposed trompings in life can be.
"be still and know"
has been the whispered echo to my overwhelmed heart
as the One who sits on heaven's throne
longs for my rest and for today's peace-filled restart.
My eyes drop close as the breath of nature
floats down to caress my fair, freckled skin...
My heart skips a beat as I fight to let it go ~
as I attempt to bow my heart in worship once again.
For just a simple moment,
I am still...
I am quiet...
I am purposely willed...
I am resolved...
focused once again.
For just a moment,
I am fully His.
My word list was: free (because slowing to me is freedom from the crazed thoughts that flow within), still, quiet, focused and His (as for me to be slowed down means that I am where He is calling me to be).
Want to make a list and then try your hand at it too? I wish you would...even if you don't make tonight's deadline!! Would love to read it! :)
Poetry prompt: We’ve been celebrating ’slowing’ over at High Calling Blogs. Make a “word pool” of at least five slow words. Yeah, I guess molasses counts. But verbs are good too. Create a poem using a minimum of one of your slow words, but feel free to use the whole pool. Post your poem by Thursday, October 22, for links and possible feature. Drop your post link in LL’s comment box so she doesn’t miss it.
Listening to the breeze while looking up as always...