Creator Writing

Nature makes my heart sing. Hiking through the woods, whizzing past overlooks, creeks, and bridges while racing the sunset did me good. Crisp air, sunny sky, funny friend. It was like the perfect adventure. Nature has a way of opening me up too. It purges the poet out of me.

When taking in a beautiful view, it's like the gift the Creator gave me aligns with His creation and I am complete. There haven't been many times in life when I felt like that. Complete. In the spirit of poetic creation, I think I may just have to write something. In honor of the Creator on His day. Happy Sunday!

The hills and the thrills awaken my soul

it's a great time to be alive.

Seeing you in all your majesty is soothing

when everything else is falling apart.

You stand confidently still.

No one to trust.

Don't know where to lean.

From where to drill strength.

But your timeless display reminds me

all will work out at some point.

Until then I can look at you and know

something I've always known.

The one who makes you stand

He makes me stand.

The magnificent and lively Creator

is still around.

Helping, comforting, guiding us all to truth.

Your presence reminds me of that.

There's a bigger hand to hold.

And that is where I will run.

To Him.

And He will meet me.

He always does.

Monte Sano State Park, Huntsville, Ala.