Weeping Willow

Weeping Willow

Like a lovely  weeping willow;

That sings within the wind.

Let us sing rejoicing in Truth;

Pointing lost souls to Him.

Like a lovely weeping willow;

Bearing much precious seed.

Let our branches reach out;

To hungry souls in need.

Like the willow after the rain;

Bowing low to the ground.

Let our hearts and souls bow to pray;

Weeping until they be found.

And as the willow rejoices;

When the sun warms its limbs.

Let us rejoice like the angels;

When one soul comes to Him.

Susan Y Nikitenko
March 4th, 2012 ©

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How Can One Question ?

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How Can One Question ?

A Poem About the Existence Of God

By: Susan Y Nikitenko

February 19th ,2011

Gods celestial creations beautifully shine.

How awe-inspiring the earth's grand design.

So remarkable it causes, tears to fall.

How can one question the maker of all?

He spoke and the worlds existed with grace;

He brought life to the world and a form to each

face.

So awesome our God, our creator and King

How can one question God's creation of things?

ln order we see all the seasonal wonders;

Spring tulips in bloom and the hot summer

thunders.

Fall's colorful array and winter's fresh snow;

How can one question? I really don't know.

Great mountains and forests scented with pine;

The sound of mountain waters flowing divine.

These peaceful retreats of splendorous shade;

Can one not see that these gifts are God made?

The waves of the ocean come crashing in time;

While all of the seagulls sing along in a chime.

The sands of enjoyment and the fresh ocean

breeze;

How can one question with blessings like

these?

The sun rises each morning with a new day;

It sets in the evening , while star glitter plays.

Morning and evening both start with a song;

To question our maker is just simply wrong.

Poetry And Other Materials On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All my poems with stories are both real and fictional designed to illustrate a biblical truth. All Rights Reserved. Please Include Site Name And Link Back To This Blog. Thank-You.