The Spirit does not lie

What stirs the soul of man?

 

The Spirit does not lie.

East wind creases liquid surface setting a chill to my bones.

The spirit does not lie nor water, in ripples of living pattern.

Cold solitude Snow companion presents itself. I am not alone.

Barely cold just a day ago North wind presence has its turn.

Holy Spirit presence my covering as Tiny song birds skitter the ground.

Beyond bare cane black berry hedge, trees strong and tall embrace the sky.

Mortal eyes survey emerald vista masterpiece whilst I wear a crochet crown.

These hands have scattered winter bird seed. Do the birds know it was I?

Brief season of wonder is held elastic within these moments stretching.

A great banquet hall is their destination; ‘Here at Marshland Border.”

’Tweeting, singing, humming, warbling; their calls signal “come and partake!

Feathered orchestra serenade, Intricate Melody, I am allowed a seat of grandeur.

Author's Note

To rejuvenate is the need but is it always recognized?

Reviews

[Pete]

wow. so precious and deep. god speaks to us and dwells with us through the miraculous gift of soulful nature. not anything you can buy at wal mart or amazon. great food for thought ... :)

Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? Matthew 6:26-27

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Pete,
I have felt many a time when in solitude bathed in nature's melody it is meant to stir my inner design, my soul. For that is exactly what happens. Through the ages many a person has waxed poetic in such a setting. it also gives a special outdoor room to simply think, speculate and just be. I love it so. I sure do like your super nice review and input. As always thanks so much.
Blessings to you and yours.
kathy

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

"These hands have scattered winter bird seed. Do the birds know it was I?
Brief season of wonder is held elastic within these moments stretching."

Absolutely beautiful and spirit-filled poem Kathy. Every exquisite line is filled with faith and incredible imagery. Did the birds know it was you? Absolutely, thankfully, yes. God bless.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Annette Pisano Higley,
Well we are all still in winter but sometimes the sun really lets itself be known and the birdies come out and play. I hope you find many times like that as Spring whispers that she's on her way. Thanks so much for your uplifting review. You made my morning!
Blessings,
Kathy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

knowing your heart and soul through your writing, I believe the birds know.
j.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Jacob erin-cilberto,
I suppose that you are right. We all reveal a lot about ourselves as we share within our words in poetry, stories and such. I always am inspired by your many works.
Thankyou Jacob,
Kathy

[Soren]

A beautiful picture and message. As I write this I am watching iridescent blue humming birds, painted buntings and toucans as they come by the palms outside. I love birds and I loved your poem.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Soren,
Your own place sounds just fine! Oh my; toucans, blue hummingbirds, painted buntings sound so wonderful. Here I see little nuthatches, spotted towhees and now gold crowned sparrows and red house finches. Also woodpeckers are back and the other day I may of seen a falcon. All I know is that where ever we live birds make life pretty great for us all. Thanks for your picture of your neck of the woods. Thanks too the the read.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was great. Is provision given for recognition or to sustain? If we seek only to sustain does recognition then have any value in our accomplishment? Love is without condition and love provides. So love that seeks recognition may fall suspect in its motives but love that receives recognition may grow as beautiful as a flower in sunlight. To freely give and freely receive then, seems the proper decorum. Now that you have provided the seed, enjoy the song and show.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Rabian G. Franklin,
You have given more affirmation than you may realize. I do appreciate the honest and forthright appraisal. How we view life is really important. Real meaning in this life is truly found most meaningful in our interaction in this world. How we give. I read your review and thought now there is a fellow who thinks and cares about his place in this life. Christ is our example.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Kathy… “wearing a Crochet Crown”… Inoften wonder if our feathered friends are aware of who leaves the delicious Seed with blueberries and raspberries for special Occasions. I notice that they are aware of being observed when Dinner is Served. 💗 Love your Poetry as it is a Neon Light of Dinner with a Show and dancing feet upon a budding Tree. gently, Pat

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Patricia Wedel,
I have a little spot where the birds and I meet; I with bird seed they with an appetite. I am hoping eventually I can get on or more to come closer but
its not happened yet. That's ok it is special to see a little bit of their 'wildness.'Thanks much for reading and your nice words.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Kathy.. we are dedicated to our feathered friends… just this past February 2022 we saw from our upstairs large Window on Valentines Day.. about seven gorgeous Eastern Bluebirds with the bluest wings and rosy orange breasts high on the branches of a tree with only Spring buds appearing. The Bluebirds were not afraid and seemed to be the Spirits of lost loved ones. tenderly, Pat

[MCS]

Your words tonight a blessing I was seeking, funny how God always provides. Thank you my gifted poet friend.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

MCS,
I wish you could of been with me when these lines were penned. It is interesting how sometimes the words come and sometimes not so much. These ones just flowed with a little editing. Seems like there is always some editing. Well hope your winter is good.
Bless you.
kathy

[KAREN]

Beauty at its best! Great imagery in this poem!