HIGH COUNTRY LABYRINTH

HIGH COUNTRY 

LABYRINTH

Building the Labyrinth 

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Labyrinth Poetry

LABYRINTH PRAYER

Be still. (Breathe deeply)

Be still and feel God’s presence

Within and all around.

Be still and see God’s glory

In Creation that surrounds.

Be still and hear God’s voice (whisper)

In the birdsong overhead (silence that surrounds)

Be still and smell God’s fragrance

In the wildflowers that abound.

Be still and taste God’s goodness

In the abundance of the fertile earth.

Be still and touch God’s love

In all life everywhere.

Be still, be aware, be conscious of God

Within and all around

Be still….and KNOW God.

Be still and EXPERIENCE God.

Be still. (Breathe deeply)

4.29.20 Adapted frequently

Labyrinth laid out

Spray paint now marks the circle

Mulch and rocks to come

(4.19.20)

Be still and know God…

I walk the lab’rinth in peace

List’ning to birdsong

(4.26.20)

Songbirds croon, geese honk,

Hawks screech, backhoe beeps, cars hum

Labyrinth chorus.

(4.29.20)

Be still and feel God

In the damp freshness after

Ev’ning thunderstorm

(4.30.20)

Walking Labyrinth...

A shadow crosses my path

Hawk soars overhead

(5.1.20)

Clouds drift by northward

Shadows dapple Elkhorn face

Peace from Lab’rinth core

(5.2.20)

Donkey brays, doves coo

Chickens cackle, birds warble

Labyrinth music

(5.4.20)

Labyrinth ev’ning

Rushing wind and silver clouds

As sun dips below

(5.6.20)

Lab’rinth afternoon

Calm, cloudless, warmth of sunshine

Meadowlark singing

(5.7.20)

Soul-refresh in Christ

My place is lab’rinth center

Calm, quiet and peace-filled

(5.14.20)

God stretched cotton clouds

Along the Elkhorn foothills

Bands of feathered white

(6.1.20)

Puffy cloud layers

Drift northward between the pines

While train rolls southward

(6.2.20)

Two white butterflies

Flutter a dance in the breeze

O’er new lupine blooms

(6.4.20)

LISTENING for GOD

I walk the winding path

Out from the labyrinth center

Away from a time of prayer,

and I listen…

I listen for the voice of God.

My eyes are virtually closed

But my ears are open,

Ready….. receptive to hear your voice.

How do you speak to me this day, Lord?

Chickens cackle and ravens caw

Geese honk alonside the

The songbird choir

A hawk’s cry pierces the air

against the constant pidgeon coo

My ears sense the low hum of a fly

as it wings past my head.

Do you speak, O God…

In the crunch of my footsteps on the dry grass

or the rush of wind in the trees?

The braying of the mule or the barking of neighbor dogs?

The drone of cars far off on Wingville road

the roar of an airplane passing overhead

or the whistle of train on distant tracks?

I pause and listen...

Lawn mower music

The throb of a generator

The pounding of construction

Encouraging sounds of people back to work

during the pandemic threat

Words of hope from you, O God?

In the diversity of sounds…

I pause and listen

For you speak in a medley of ways

to a diverse world

We each must hear for ourselves…

So I listen, Lord.

May I hear what you have to say

And then, may I act…

May I put your words to life

In obedience

I come to the end of the path

and as I open my eyes

I focus on the stones written...

“Be Still and Know God”

Be still and hear God.

Be still. Listen.

God is speaking.

Amen.

Bovine Conversation

I had a long chat today

With a black angus cow -

I from my labyrinth center

She from under the tree

Her friends had left

And she alone remained

Staring at me with curiosity.

I began to speak…

gentle words of inquiry

She replied with low moos

I spoke to her my Spanish Bible verses

She replied...in her own cow language

She came over close to the fence

And we continued our conversation.

Slowly she began to move away,

But when I began to shift away,

singing out from labyrinth center…

She paused as she heard my song.

Frozen, she listened, eyes locked on me

When I stopped walking and singing,

She responded,

Plodding off with a chorus of moos

Just to demonstrate that she, too,

Could sing and walk as well. (6.22.20)

Crows, crickets and cows

Ev’ning sounds from the center

Breath in the voice of God.

(6.19.20)

A new lab’rinth smell

Cows are now grazing ‘next door’

Be strong flower-scents!!

(6.20.20)

Father’s Day worship

Enjoyed from labyrinth core

Take and eat, Christ comes.

(6.21.20)

Poppies are blooming!

Orange colors dance in the breeze

What wildflower joy!

(6.30.20)

Young fox races past

Halts, stares, bolts back to safety!

Graceful, bouncing run

(7.5.20)

Quiet, still morning

Not a breeze or songbird sound

God feels very close.

(7.5.20)

Orange poppies unfurl

And give beauty for three days

Leaving spike of seeds

(7.6.20)

Bord’ring the lab’rinth

Pale blue chickory blossoms

Line the dry creek bed.

(7.7.20)

Bright red poppy blooms!

Glory to my lab’rinth bed

More colors appear!

(7.11.20)

In pine tree shadow

Sun shines bright on wildflowers

Rainbow of color.

(7.14.20)

Every morning

I find new petals unfurled

God-glory revealed.

(7.11.20)

Color-filled center

Yellow, orange, pink, blue, purple

Wildflower glory.

(7.20.20)