Wingstem waltzes at woodland edge,
Gilt buckeye leaves tumble and twirl.
Creation sighs a cool breeze of relief
As summer wanes and fall approaches.
Squirrels scamper over tree-branch highways,
A hummingbird breakfasts on day lilies,
Mums turn round faces to bask in the sun–
A bustle of activity, but not a sound.
Much is accomplished in the quiet.
Trees stretch skyward, adding rings of growth,
Dew crystals bring moisture to petal and leaf,
Butterflies pollinate flower after flower.
God orchestrates harmony, even in stillness,
But not for self-flattering fanfare.
His efforts provide undeniable evidence
Of who he is—proof of his glory.
Note his artistry on sunset dahlias,
His genius in the strength of spider silk,
His wisdom in the female finch’s cloak,
His faithfulness in the circle of seasons.
God also desires to work within us,
Applying his artistry, genius, and wisdom—
Fostering change, fulfilling purpose—
Quietly, faithfully, day by day.
Within the silence of God’s holy presence,
We find strength and serenity of soul.
All we need do is accept his welcome
Into the quiet discovery of HIM.
(Romans 1:20; Psalm 104:24; Job 12:7-10; Philippians 1:6; Psalm 28:7, 29: 11, & 46:10.)
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