10 March 2008

poem 3.10.08


Trees
God is everywhere, this I have learned
In rocks, in streams, in the grains of the soil
In the light of the sun, warming my back
In the tiny drops of rain hitting my face through the breeze
In the dead blades of grass, fighting for renewal of life
God is everywhere, this I have learned.

God is with me, this I have learned.
He is the tree, growing so slowly
He is the tree, giving me shade
He is the tree, with veins of grey bark and buds of new life
He is the tree that is constant and loving
He is the tree that is kind and accepting
He is the tree that will always give me shade, no matter how short I fall
He is the tree that will love me forever.
God is with me, this I have learned.

God is everywhere, this I have learned.
In the of course of a cold river, soon to be warm
In the little bird, flying next to me as I run
In the crunch of a stick, fallen from grace
In the mountain I see, bright white and furry
God is everywhere, this I have learned.

3 comments:

callie said...

okay. did you write these?? you are a very talented little woman. please share more...i like. mwau!

J & J said...

guilty.

Anonymous said...

Hi Jenna/Jake...I stumbled upon your wonderful blog from Ali's, or Anne's or Whitney's...I don't remember...it's 2:29 am and I'm half dead but can't sleep...it was so fun to see pictures of you and Jake and to see how happy you are! I hope you'll come to visit the next time you're in Seattle! Love, Nan