“Sense”

A bird sings,
a butterfly flies,
the sun rises and sets
before our eyes.

Our manna is varied
and good to the taste,
the flower`s sent is sweet,
yet, we pass by in haste.

Such beauty around us
to behold everyday
but we choose to go on
about our own way;

Earning a buck,
making a name,
seeking for things like
fortune and fame.

How sad it is
that we don`t hear the bird`s song
or feel the butterfly`s touch
or notice the sunset or dawn;

or give thanks for the things
that are put on our table;
or stop and smell the roses
as long as we`re able.
               A.B.Adams

    “Feathery Friends"

   Feathery clouds
 are good for the heart
 as the Creator depicts them,
 His fine work of art.
 
  When slowly they move
 across the blue tinted sky,
 I pause and take notice
 as they capture my eye.
 
  And so as I watch
 my heart doth feel peace
 from the business of life
 I find some release.
 
  For the Heaven`s cry out
 through day and through night
 of the Glory of God,
 the Father of Lights.
 
  So though you feel rushed
 and when you walk you look down,
 look up at the Heavens
 for His love doth abound.
 
  Nay, the stars in their place
 speak of Abraham`s sons
 and daughters by faith
 of which you are one.
 
  Again of those clouds  
 which slowly do pass
 they speak of God`s timing
 which to us is not fast.
 
  Indeed, what the Good Lord has promised
 is well on its way,
 in His perfect timing
 as we trust and obey.
 
  So don`t lose your hope
 or give in to despair,
 take note of the clouds
 up there in the air !
 
  A.B.Adams
 December 11, 2020
 Friday 

“Remember”

What a fool
I can be
the Love of God
failing to see:
a chicadee`s tweet
in the garden
is sweet;
a twinkle
in the eye
of a passerby;
the rings
on a lake
that raindrops make;
the hues of a leaf
to my heart
bring relief;
a hug from my sons
speaks of love
not undone;
the presence
of my wife,
a companion
for life;
a gentle whisper
I hear,
in my heart
not my ear.
And so when I find
I`m forgetful
of these,
I quiet my soul
and get down
on my knees.
For in that stillness
it`s there I can find
rememberances of Jesus
in the eye of my mind.
                  A.B.Adams

"Thank You, God !"

Thank You, God !
for birds that sing Your praise
that chirp and tweet
and holy anthems raise.

Thank You, God !
for the warm sunshine
for billowy clouds
and pastel skies.

Thank You, God !
for another morn
for new love and mercy
at the break of dawn.

Thank You, God !
for Your promises
that give me hope
in this life I live.
             A.B.Adams