HIGH COUNTRY
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)
