Reflecting What?

Reflecting What?

A worried hush blankets the land

in quiet clusters of conversation

As world brought to knees

coronavirus has silenced the nations

A holy hush covers the land

ear ringing silence as listen

Invitation to stillness

restores harried hearts

Tomorrow's no guarantee

never has been

In the present I choose

to demonstrate Father's love

A perfect moment

to love

My neighbor

as myself

Poem 20-080y

In the midst of the seriousness of coronavirus there is an invitation to stillness and reflecting the love of God to those around us. Fear is even more contagious robbing of us our humanity and further distorting who we are created to be. Stop and reflect on Psalm 91 and find Peace in the moment.
Photo is from trip to Banff National Park last August (c) b bucks

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Doodled

Doodled (18-005A)

He doodled in the dirt
in the very dust came from
Exposing the heart of Man
accusers walk away

Hearts of stone
tablet etched by finger of God
Restored hearts of flesh
Father's mercy demonstrated

All end up at feet of Jesus
repent
Transformation in a moment
internal temple holy and pure

Hope Whispers Softly

Hope Whispers Softly

         -i-

Hope whispers softly
New thoughts
New possibilities
Battle of belief

         -ii-

Hope whispers softly
You're going to be okay
God is bigger than hurts
Don't waste your pain

        -iii-

Hope whispers softly
Take a step of faith
Take a new path
Take a new risk

         -iv-

Hope whispers softly
Receive mercy
Receive love
Receive acceptance

         -v-

Hope whispers softly
Don't die inside
Don't give up
Don't dishonor self

         -vi-

Hope whispers softly
Give acceptance
Give love
Give mercy

        -vii-

Hope whispers softly
In the darkest of night
In the darkest corner of soul
In the darkest despair

        -viii-

Hope whispers softly
There is more
There is joy
There is love

         -ix-

Hope whispers softly
There is restoration
There is reconciliation
There is redemption

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (17-130B)

Shock

                       Shock

Hoarfrost drifts lazily in morning light
Sun blazing bright, intensely reflected on snow
Dove foraging in the few bare spots
Made by a man moving the snow

Stillness fills the air
Cold with a bitter edge
Awakens mind to beauty
Shock to system as come alive

No longer numb
Nature's sharp reminder
Wakeup, live and experience
Soak in this day with gratitude

Father's mercy gives another day
A gift to explore and give back to Him
His many expressions of playful love
Waiting for me to engage with Him

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (17-056A)

Mercy

     Mercy

       -i-
Broken places
Deep wounds
Crushed soul
Mercy

       -ii-
Awareness
Despair
Hope
Mercy

       -iii-
Beyond repair
Shattered
Remade
Mercy

       -iv-
Beauty
Breathe
Restored
Mercy

       -v-
Scars
Becoming
Beauty marks
Mercy

       -vi-
Glory
Rescued
Claimed
Mercy

       -vii-
Intimacy
Love
Received
Mercy

       -viii-
Whole
Complete
Union
Mercy

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

Mercy and Grace

     Mercy and Grace

Soul in liminal space
Between longing, love, and lust
Pulling you close
Praying mercy and grace

All I haven't been
Not what you deserve
Change comes slowly
Truth hard to see

Been let down
By self and others
Belief comes hard
That can be remade

When mind replays
Past failures and heartaches
Hope comes hard
That love can be renewed

Praying mercy and grace
Pulling you close
Between longing, love, and lust
Souls in liminal space

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.