The Baby blue sky has opened,
moving further away are the clouds,
black, grey and threatening clouds move from sight,
just as white candy floss thick clouds arrive.
The mood is calming and the wind blows softly
through willow and poplar trees
that sway in the breeze...
through the country side,
through the tall lime green grasses.
The mood turns to moments of bliss,
that excites and fills one with hope.
Hope is the emotion that fills the imagination
refueling your dream tank so you can inhale rays
of confident expectation that make poets write
what they hope to be brilliant poetry...
Words that inspire and amaze others
all while inspiring and encouraging themselves
to do what it takes to make a difference.
Poems that remind us that although our moments may be few,
going by too quickly, that still we should make each count.
Inspiration that causes singers to sing so their audience swoon.
Vision that makes wood workers whittle Great masterpieces.
The most magnificent of gifts to share with others,
one discovers in the end after observing nature and pondering life...
is the gift of knowing that God wants to help us!
He wants to lead us to higher grounds,
if only we would allow him to do just that.
He wishes to plant a vision into your life that will nourish
and grow you in places you could never dream possible.
With that, I ask you to listen to the breeze whisper in your ear...
Watch the water fall...F a L L i n g and just open your hearts
to the fact that God has many gifts for you
to discover and experience if only you would ask...
Shelley L Baxter Stanley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-only-you-would-ask-2/
