ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
This favorite painting is a memory of what we were watching a few short months ago. A white blanket of snow was spread out upon the landscape. The bark on the birch trees mirrored the fallen snow. Tiny flakes drifted slowly from the sky and danced among the branches. Now those trees and ground are covered with rich green foliage. What a difference a month or two makes.
Howling, whistling, streaming through a patch of aging trees,
The wind surprises and upsets and strips them of their leaves,
One day a lush green canopy, another turned to gold,
Soon withered, dry and sapped of life, they waiver in the cold,
The signs of life are all but gone, the snow will soon be here,
The days grow short, the sun subsides, but still we do not fear ,
Beneath that cloak of white shall rise, new life again in spring,
Like we shall someday rise again. when new life God does bring.
We all are swept by winds of time, our days are very short,
We live, we dream, we try, we fail, the problems we can’t sort,
We’re push and tossed and crushed at times it seems,
But in our every trial, the blood of Christ redeems,
Our sins have been forgiven, our life is guaranteed,
God promises us His Kingdom if only we believe.
Paul’s artwork reminds me of this past winter that didn’t want to go away quietly in March.
God’s creation provides for renewal for nature as well as ourselves.
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The infinite circle of life❤️
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