Twelve Month Minis

Twelve Month Minis

January's frozen toes
and icy throes...
but sunshine does peek thru

mid February days
some icy glaze
warmed spirits begin to glow

the cold blows in
as March grows thin
robins new perch do find

morning's April mist
its place insist
but green will sprout about

the play of May
with sweet display
lacy pinks and golds appear

the tune of June
nature fresh hewn
as ripening seasons whirl

July's patriot lands
with marching bands
our steps make firm resound

like an uncle dear
August makes clear
transparent apples fill the tree

September bends so many ways
fulll of delight tho shorter days
its turn to reappear

October's autumn elves
dance from leaf to leaves
hanging onto to summer's wares

more solemn now
November comes for nature rest
gathered in bounty to be Christblest

how grateful for December's time
the eternal embrace of One sublime
as another year does close.

mhpeterson 2-1-2-11

Winter Beauty

WINTERBEAUTY IS LOVE EXPRESSED
IN TIME, IN SPACE, IN CHRIST IS BLESSED
ONCE SUMMER GREENS
NOW SNOWICED SCENES
ONCE RUNNING STREAMS
NOW SOLID ICE AS WINTER DEEMS

THE GREATER BLUES
OF HEAVEN'S WINTER SKY
THRU WIHICH
HIS ANGEL CLOUDS AFLY
MY HEART WITH AGAPEBEAUTY FILLS
TRAVELLING OVER FAMLIAR ROCKTON HILLS

THEN COMES TO REST
THE MANOR WHERE OUR CHRIST DOES BLESS
THE BELOVED ONE GOD CHOSE FOR ME
AT LAST AT EASE WITH SHINING PEACE, OUR HEARTS AGREE

GODTIME STILL WEAVES THE HEALING TOUCH
ON 'HIM AND ME' WHO NOW LOVE TRUE AND HOLYMUCH
OUR FRESH LIFE BEGUN IN 'EIGHTIES' AGE
MOMENTS FILLS AS AGAPE TURNS EACH PAGE
OUR ETENITY SURE AS WE EACH AWAIT
AGAPE BEAUTY OF ENTERING KINGDOM GATES.

BY M. HELEN PETERSON
FEBRUARY 7, 2011

Soulstorms

Though evil pounds loudly on my door

Tempting/scaring me in to its hells

Demanding more and more

Deceiving spirits lying- ‘all is well’

Offering ‘comforts’ for deserved strife

Believed lies cause woes to swell-

From this sad muddled corner

I hear this golden TruthGrain

“Find refuge in God

Not in your brain

Go to His safe place within

Where peace ever reigns”

It’s not ‘in dangerous streets’

Nor in a false love

Nor in ‘ drug meets’

Or a ‘fantasydove’ –

It’s a secret Godplace

Where He hears my heart cry-

It can be my piercing scream

Or my near-dead sigh

Rising from more than a dream, a lie-

Finally… my heart broken at its innerseam-

Savior’s entry destroying sins ‘black eyes.’

His Calm heals my soulstorm’s theme.

M. Helen Peterson

1/27/2011

Lift Your Face to God

LIFT YOUR FACE TO GOD

YOUR TEARSTAINED FACE TO GOD

LET YOUR CRIES BE HEARD

YOUR HEARTBORNE CRIES BE HEARD

ABOVE YOU AND AROUND YOU

UNSEEN BUT SURE AND TRUE

IS THE GOD WHO MADE YOU

WHO WILL GLADLY PULL YOU THROUGH

.

THOUGH IOTASIZE THE KNOTHOLE

THOUGH HUGE THE PROBLEM NIGH

HE HAS A WAY OF TURNING

THE MOTH INTO A BUTTERFLY

M.H. Peterson, 11/16/2010

Agape in True Blue

Agape as trueblue as our summer sky

as truegreen as leafy summer trees

as proofsolid as the hefty oak

which all around we see

agape from the heart we see

exchange shown real

in 'Jesusdeeds' we now do

agape, God's endrearing, searching way

embracing His wandering sheep

who thus Spirit held-

one's weary soul, by Him within, refreshed ,

becomes fully saved in time -brand new.

agape, strength to go another tortured mile

agape, ever forgiving all past sinfilled wiles

agape, cleansing in His blood 'washaway ' style

Agape in trueBlue and trueGreen

forever saying , "I Love You"

by

m.h peterson 11-6-2010

Finding Repentence in a Moment's Time

With eyes sindimmed, I ache within
to come to faith- have ReaLife begin

Oh Mercylight, shine on me and all that's mine
for what is now mine, is all just 'falseglowing' dirt and grime

Oh Mercylight, shine thru the matrix lie
expose/ release me now before I die

Do not spare me and what I call mine
burn out all my yearpiles of filth and slime

Purge and loose with burning brine
I beg you help me find repentance
now in time

Oh Mercylight, shine on me and what I call mine
see mine is all evil's 'falseglowing' dirt and grime
see me FAther dressed in sinsoot
see me Father shamed head to foot

Hear my desparing; silent midnight screams
see my heart/mind stuck between the killingbeams
my head dropped down
my chest tearwet like early childhood's salty streams

Oh light of God dry out the tears
for i' am empty, needy full of fears
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh .....at last
your gentleFather arms I feel around me press
as I repent I turn around to You
and welcome wholly Your understandingness.

M. Helen Peterson,
August 10, 2010

When Grief

When grief drags me harshly out to sea
jagged, giant waves crash thoughtlessly over me
when all around I see no "him and me"
that's when my heart and all my life
seems forever done with me

I cannot swim these swelling tides
and cannot find me at God's side
from which I would some courage gain
if He would remove such relentless pain

The pain that will to Christ me draw
the pain that will cause my frozen heart to thaw
the pain that shows me weak and frail
the pain that makes me cry and wail
til naught is left but tearstained face
til I yearn at last for God's embrace.

Earthlove lasting just a while
not all is true but has some guile
this time NewLove will never leave
or ever cause again love's death to grieve
for He is perfect, everlasting true
a bridegroom that fits a marriage true
His bride, myself, will yield to Him
adore and ever live with Him
no parting words
no sad goodbyes
just us together, no broken ties

No wrenching grief now drags me "out to sea"
no giant waves are crashing over me
"Now" all around me I do see
my Godhealed heart and mind and soul
from pain and doubts being made whole
and best of all His inner, gracebound peace
assuring me I have landed safe within
Now and forever I will Live with Him.

M. Helen Peterson
May 31, 2010