A Day of Joy and Gladness



My poem, today, reflects the refreshment and joy Jesus gave me as I walked with him, observing the beauty and glory of his creation.

I hope there’s a place where you, also, can find beauty, silence your heart, and be strengthened by his grace. It doesn’t have to be a Sunday.


A day of joy and gladness
From labor, I will cease
More time alone with Jesus
Will bring me inner peace
 
A chance to get together
With people of like mind
To talk about our Savior
He is good and he is kind
 
It’s early when I wake
Dawn’s streaming in my window
I feel cool air on my cheek
It soothes my grief and sorrow
 
I stretch my legs and yawn
I can no longer sleep
I push back my covers
And stand upon my feet
 
I put on my coolest clothing
And start out on a walk
It is not a day for running
Already, it’s too hot
 
We are in for a scorcher
Another heat advisory
I delight to see the order
And beauty that surrounds me
 
White clouds are barely moving
Across the soft blue sky
The cool wind still is blowing
Osprey’s sing as I walk by
 
I see them on their ledge
I walk just half-a-mile
Then stop at the bridge
And linger for a while
 
Queen Anne's lacy blossom
Signals a treasury
My heart smiles in delight
As I recall that memory
 
For a mind that likes to race
To be silent seems a waste
Yet I deeply need this grace
I move on without haste.
 
7/19/20
Jane Ault

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