ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER
The morning sun rises earlier these days.
Allowing each day to grow longer as spring shows signs of emerging.
Cracks in the ice indicate a new season,
Open water releases its frozen hold,
Giving way to refreshment for those who have thirsted for a long time.
It seems an eternity as we wander through a blanket of snow,
When days last for only a few short hours.
With the longer days, we will see new life reborn,
A resurrection of death into eternal life.
Little sprouts of green and sweet sap oozing from maple trees,
All signs of a new day,
A new week and month,
Taking us into the warmth of summer days,
Refreshing us from our long hibernation,
Delighting us with fresh, clean air and
The hope of meeting together again.
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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension.
I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog.
I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ.
My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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Thank you, Vincent.
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Paul’s awesome paintings take me to my wife’s hometown on the Choptank River on Maryland’s Eastern Shore. Your poetic verses remind it’s time to let life’s sails fill with warm breezes from spring’s life-giving breath.
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Paul used to act as crew for the sailing regattas that took place on his family’s summer home on the lake. He always seems to inspire words of the sea and spring air. Thanks for tuning in and your kind comments.
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Kathy, I appreciate you sharing more about Paul’s sailing. Being from landlocked Montana, I have always dreamed of sailing. There is a skipjack which sails during the summer in my wife’s hometown. Opportunity just might knock!
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Don’t be afraid to open the door.
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