Navigating home, I see His finger touch
The clouds above, illuminating the sky
In a magnificent array of gold and periwinkle
Light orbiting the Son, settling on my path
I drift through blessed clouds
Unable to see the road
Regardless, I trust the golden glow
Solace sings triumph beyond the mystified fog
Adversity thrives only when fed
A journey lies ahead
Not easily traversed
But I cherish each step
In every breath
I absorb my space and time
For it matters not what lay ahead through the fog
I trust
That a nurtured present
Will reap well beyond what I can touch
Shannon Kelly is a Sophomore at the University of South
Florida where she studies Psychology, German, Creative Writing, and Theater.
She enjoys writing poetry, short stories, and novels.
Dear Shannon, Thank you for your contribution, a poem with a lot of imagery, gives us something to think about.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes,
Inge
Hello Shannon. I enjoyed your poem. Thank you for sharing it. Continued blessings in your studies and writing endeavors.
ReplyDelete-MJ
(www.creativeinspirationspp.blogspot.com)
lovely thoughts
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading this very much. The concept of the ineffable attracts me always. And I see you know German,. Ich auch!
ReplyDeleteShannon,
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem and a lot of varied interests I see in your bio. Great job!
Your new friend,
David Fox
Well used words Shannon, like loving what God provides. I truly
ReplyDeleteenjoyed the presentation.
Knight Writer