The autumn is filled with pumpkins
prayers for miles
God's endless smiles
on cool breezes shines high rise's of many colors
with the leaves dance
on the ground
in the sky
with autumns wing's flies a great season
an inspiring reason
It can be a bit intimidating to get started. That may be true in whatever it is that you’re doing, but especially if you’re creating art. That blank canvas… So much possibility.
Possibility — or pressure?
If you’d like to write spiritual poetry – or if you admire the writings of Rumi, Hafiz, Whitman, and others – please join us for an online writing group that will meet for four Tuesdays from 7-8:30 p.m EST.
They think they love God! It is only his old clothes—of which they make scarecrows for the children. Where will they come nearer to God than in these very children?
—Henry David Thoreau, Journal (Nov...