Basking among the trees
troubled heart at rest
the woods are the flavour
of God’s gift
and a spiritual journey
unmasks
His thoughts.
I met such a man
who knew no bounds
sharing with others
forgiving sin
healing the sick
and renewing failed spirits
yes, He did such favours.
His name is Jesus.
© Richard L. Provencher
Comments
steve_elliott04 | February 6, 2012 - 22:31
I really like this poem. Nice and short to get the point across. It's very well written, and I particularly enjoyed the opening lines. Initially, the title doesn't seem fitting for the poem, but in hindsight it is satisfying to make the connection.
Nicely done!
Stephen.
Richard L. Prov... | February 7, 2012 - 02:55
Thank you so much, Steve. Your comments are kind. This was a difficult poem to write, and I hoped to tie in a Father-Son relationship with each highlighting a strength to share. Cheers, Richard LP
Denzella | February 7, 2012 - 07:18
Hello Richard,
I too liked this poem but forgive me I don't understand the first two lines but I would like to.
Moya
Richard L. Prov... | February 7, 2012 - 11:54
Hello Moya, and thank you for your insight. I too was a little unsure of my opening lines. I wish to convey how the Father creates an environment of comfort, vs the Son who does so with His involvement with people. And I welcome any and all recommendations for improvement to my work. How about if I add two lines as displayed. Any other suggestions? The best for you, from Richard LP