My God is ......



My God is vermillion, violet, magenta
Orange, yellow, green, blue, azure.
My God is all colours.
My God is white as the falling snow.

My God is every lovely, perfect fragrance -
Myrrh, frankincense, mint, cinnamon
Jasmine, honeysuckle, baby's breath,
Roses and fennel and saffron

My God is every brilliant and precious jewel -
Jasper, diamonds, emeralds, lapis lazuli
Garnets, sapphires, rubies, topaz, amethysts
And opals and pearls - sparkling and priceless

My God is each element, the earth, wind and fire
My God is the rain, the rivers, the sea, the stars
The sun, the moon and every grain of sand.
He is the bright morning star
He is the crystal river of life.

My God is the lushest grass
The bluest sky, the highest mountains
The reddest blood, the deepest ocean.
My God is refined gold and lustrous silver.
The strongest iron and the most durable marble.

My God is the vine, the oak tree
The cedar of Lebanon, the ash

The palm and acacia
The chestnut, willow and ebony

The birch and the beech tree

He is the tree of Life

My God is the sweetest fruit
The finest wine
The most spectacular vista
The purest song
The most sumptuous feast
The loveliest flower
My God is the never-ending journey

My God is flesh
My God is spirit
My God is all things
My God is the greatest gift of all gifts.

Meg Marsden copyright

Moon Musings

Moon Musings

The moon looked everso heavy last night

It looked really huge and so round

It looked as though it might possibly fall

And bounce along on the ground

It looked like it shone just for Poynton

No, it looked like it shone just for me

It didn’t seem like a moon far away

But a golden rare fruit on a tree

I thought about stretching my hand right out

To try and to pinch it’s round cheek

 But as I drove along in my auto

It cunningly played hide and seek

One moment was there and then disappeared

The next was a beautiful light

I think I should leave it just where it is

Or should I just take a big bite?

Sky Dressing

Sky dressing

Fold me in your turquoise sky

Wrap me in your gold

On my feet those creamy clouds

I’m never growing old

Charcoal on my fingertips

In my hair some purple streaks

Evening’s scarlet for my lips

Amber locks and widow’s peak

Around my neck fine wisps of white

Upon my lids some silver stars

Lighting up the darkest night

Venus, Jupiter and Mars

Fold me in your turquoise sky

Just look up and watch me fly