Native wildflowers

                                                   Native Wildflowers Grow in a forest gully. 

     Discovered after harvesting of pine forest and purging fire.      Beauty burst forth.  


                         There is not a tint that paints the rose, 

                              Or decks the lily fair,

                          Or marks the humblest flower which grows

                               But God has placed it there………

                            There’s not a place on earth’s vast round 

                             In oceans deep or air….

                              Where love and beauty are not found

                             For God is EVERYWHERE.    

                               In places dark, grim full of grief and care- 

                                 When hearts look for HIM, His Love and Beauty    

                                                    will be found

                                                    Even THERE.

                              In ALL things and THROUGH ALL things HE is

                                                      E V E R Y W H E R E

          (anon penned this first stanza the second is my comment)


About Faye

I m a wife, mother and grandmother. I have always enjoyed writing even from an early age. My book Beyond the Ashes has been written as a labour of love. All the characters are real to me and their story needed to be told. As a Christian my desire is to write General Fiction stories about real people but Hope and a desire for 'better' will always be part of the journey. I have had several short stories published over the years and moderate success in writing competitions. I realized as I was thinking today (30/01/15) that perhaps I should add here that I have had life experiences of many valley times but also many mountain top experiences. I can understand and be beside anyone who finds their life in tatters because I have 'been' there. Of course as I have got older as well there have been the added sorrows of losing not only older family members but also one by one finding the dearest of friends and the ones of greatest support and care also dying. On the site of rich mountains has been my certainty of the value of marriage and how grateful I am that after loss and sadness I made a happy and long-lasting marriage commitment. The one who was my best friend back then is still my best friend 45 years later. Beyond the Ashes touches upon the POWER of LOVE when folk can forget about their own personal 'feelings' and reach out in LOVE to a desperate and broken person.
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1 Response to EVERYWHERE

  1. oneta hayes says:

    I love the initial poem and your addition to it fits very well. God is Everywhere – in roses also in grief. Nice.


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