There is a place out in the grove,
behind the hills, beside a cove.
Where I oft go to ease my pain,
to cleanse my soul in falling rain.
As shadows fade into the night,
appears the moon glistening bright.
As I count stars up in the sky,
I feel my heart begin to cry.
For beauty in God's creation,
is such joy, my jubilation.
This one place, above all the rest,
is where I feel my faith the best.
On evenings when it’s cool and fair,
I free my stress and say a prayer.
I close my eyes and fold my hands,
saying Lord, help me understand.
Then troubles seem to fade away,
making room for a dawning day.
And I feel love sent on a breeze,
praying by the cottonwood trees.
Author notes
C ) Combination of A and B.
Quatrain
Written September 15th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- AP Family Friends and Others Nature and Spirituality Contest Prewrites Now Allowed. by Glenda L Hand.
400 points, ended October 5, 2006, 4 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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I feel such a flow of peace shining through this poem. A poem where God and nature breathe as one, prayer is as nature as being present to the beauty. A beautiful poem, Sis.
I miss you.
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And she does forms too!!
My mom can do it all.
This is so beautiful. Very
well written and the border
accentuates this poem well.
Congratulations on the Silver.
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A beautiful write indeed. God's creation is sure to help us relieve stresses on our lives. I love this form too. Congraulations on the well deserved trophy
Gaylene
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Nature often inspires prayer and poetry, and you've captured both in this awesomely gorgeous poem which you've given us
And a Silver trophy. too. Well deserved, Sis for this beautiful piece.
love and
Dee
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A little piece of natures magic described so well in poetry.
We all should have such a place for reflection and prayer.
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This is a gorgeous poem. Both the imagery and the message
I love it
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Oh how beautiful is this! Very,and I too share with you an affinity for creation's own cathedral.Angels whispering on the winds,
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Nice poem. I like the ending and all the description. I love to go out into serene places like this.
Keep writing. And thanks for Modding.
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Hood-Wink!
It should have been gold for this creative poem, penned with excellent flow and rhyme...it evokes meloncholy within me but not sadness...you have described a scene of prayer below the stars and under a Cottonwood tree, and although I have never seen a Cootonwood tree, I can imagine what a beauty it must be...
Your faith shines out from every line and you write so gracefully...it is a great pleasure to read your work
You have been visited by a Poetic Bandit
Much Love...
~Lilac
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congratulations
It is well deserved ....as I said above (beautiful , and thanks for taking me there)
reenie
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Thank you rachel, and yes you may copy the border
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a lovely write, dear. well deserved win!
lovely border too. mind if i copy it?
best,
rachel
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hoodoolover, you are so nice. Thank you very much
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This is a beautiful write, I enjoyed it especially as I love the cottonwoods as well, I was just admiring them as they turn yellow down by the river, just simply gorgeous, congratulations on the silver
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How can i judge without names when I know your work in the first verse. Very nice as slways Rich. Glenda
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This is simply put beautiful. Your rhythm and rhyme are perfect and the entire write takes the reader along to this place to leave your pain and cares behind. Best wishes in this contest,
reenie
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The last stanza is a wonderful image
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Dove, this is just wonderful, thankyou for this entry.Be blessed. Glenda
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I love the time right before dark when the sun is setting. I feel most at peace and alive at that time Beautiful poem Dove
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I get this feeling when I look at yellow roses, when I'm near the ocean under a blue sky, when someone shakes my hand and their heart smiles through their eyes--and so much when someone writes their soul into a poem like this one!
love,
Karen -
I just love it when you comment on my stuff
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a smiling happy piece of poetry here, full of light and love, dancing through the brances spill ink and twist me into the crazy shape of love...
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