This, but a Moment
Do you see what I see
in the slant of sun’s crest?
Do you hear all Gods’ beauty in the colors that rest?
Greens in the hollow of deepening curves,
Mint mists that follow the whispering birds.
Blue touches with promise, they hover above,
almost embracing, covering like love.
There in the fields, I see buds lifted sweet-
colored like honey, rising to greet.
All in the midst of the afternoon sun,
this but a moment, a glorious one.
© 2019 Linda Willows
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.
Grace in The Dawn
I hear You in the sweet airs lift,
in the hum of a distant rustles’ drift.
Winged creatures live in Your midst.
Symphonies singing God’s Heart love-kissed.
In a garden paradise untouched by me,
You speak a language of mystery.
Your songs unfold from within the green,
Formed in the beauty of mirrors unseen.
Grace in the dawn, in the light of a new day,
Found in the dew that reflects heaven’s ray.
Love greets, life welcomes, in all we find You.
And there, amidst all, hearts abide in God’s pew.
© 2018 Linda Willows
Colossians 1:16-17 –For by him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities—all things were created through him and for him. And he is before all things, and in him all things hold together.
Ecclesiastes 1:11 – He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also, he has put eternity into man’s heart, yet so that he cannot find out what God has done from the beginning to the end.
C.S. Lewis Quotes on Hoping For Something More
“Most people, if they had really learned to look into their own hearts, would know that they do want, and want acutely, something that cannot be had in this world. There are all sorts of things in this world that offer to give it to you, but they never quite keep their promise.
“At present we are on the outside… the wrong side of the door. We discern the freshness and purity of morning, but they do not make us fresh and pure. We cannot mingle with the pleasures we see. But all the pages of the New Testament are rustling with the rumor that it will not always be so. Someday, God willing, we shall get “in”… We will put on glory… that greater glory of which Nature is only the first sketch.
We do not want to merely “see” beauty–though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. We want something else which can hardly be put into words–to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it.