Sunday, March 9, 2008

Feel

There's a feeling I feel

When I stand alone

Out under a bright starry sky,

Or before the wide expanse of a sunset


I don't feel alone, but feel small

When I stand on a mountain with a valley spread out before me,

I don't feel scared, but awe

When I sit in a meadow kissed with wildflowers,


Or listen to the ocean waves crashing on the beach


It is a feeling that is sometimes fleeting but at others long enough to savor

A feeling of being close to my Creator, close enough to whisper,
engulfed in the beauty of Creation.

1 comment:

Gwyn said...

Hey Lisa, can you tell I'm just now visiting your blog for the first time? sorry, I finally had some time to go through some old e-mails. This is actually my second time to visit a blog. That is an awesome poem and photo. You are a very creative person. gwyn