Wonderment

Children’s eyes

See marvels --

Creation born anew --

Wonderment

In each small

Everything.

Give me, Lord,

A child’s view.

 

© 1985 Janalyn Voigt

River Voices

Stones tumble and thump.

A fish jumps and plashes.

Wavelets overlap sucking mud.

A child laughs.

© 2009 Janalyn Voigt

Helpers

Hands that strengthen mine I cannot despise, for they give more than they take.

© Janalyn Voigt

Grace

Harsh words spoken in haste cannot erase themselves without me.

© 2009 Janalyn Voigt

Ghost Train

I pick up a rusted spike, passed to mine from a hand now dead. A trainless tunnel arches overhead. Rails and ties pass from memory to dust. Faint, a whistle sounds.

© 2009 Janalyn Voigt

Storm Song

The thrum of rain in the gutters, the swish of tires on the street, the purr of my cat provide music enough.

© Janalyn Voigt

Majesty

The mountains stand sharp, edged in green. Storm clouds roil in a summer’s sky. An eagle soars. I gaze, but cannot hold them thus.

© 2009 Janalyn Voigt