brush stark fabrics silent like winter
blush fire cloths breathless in autumn,
hush not, deep flames of summer,
when seen rising and falling like stars.
but nothing compares to
hazel-eyed tapestries thresh-ed spring.
order in appearance,
sing,
see last first sight,
song.
Many are called, but few are chosen.
and gifts…
only humans return gifts.
Listen to your heart…
God gave “your” feelings for a reason,
beyond mere season.
willi return withyou?
~We~
recognize
feelings
of
light & sound.
we hear the n in ever, we see the fate in faith.
© Timothy G Cameron 10-5-09
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