Christina, your haiku with the stunning photo is beautiful and poignant. Your touching words are always set off by the most wonderful illustrations and photos! Oh how I pray you’ll soon experience a sweet springtime. "See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land."
Song of Solomon 2: 11-12
Your haiku touched my heart and reminded me of a post by grieving mom Karol (Loving Laynee). Karol was deeply inspired by "In a Pit With a Lion on a Snowy Day" by Mark Batterson. The book draws upon II Samuel 23:20
"Benaiah chased a lion into a pit, then despite the snow and slippery ground, caught the lion and killed it."
spring in colorado offers heavy snow, frost and cold followed by warm sunshine which sends it all (actually most) away. however, there are streets and yards and certain places where the shadows are much deeper and it can take months for the ice to melt. thank you for choosing write and share this continuing journey of grief.
Christina, your haiku with the stunning photo is beautiful and poignant. Your touching words are always set off by the most wonderful illustrations and photos! Oh how I pray you’ll soon experience a sweet springtime. "See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land."
Song of Solomon 2: 11-12
Your haiku touched my heart and reminded me of a post by grieving mom Karol (Loving Laynee). Karol was deeply inspired by "In a Pit With a Lion on a Snowy Day" by Mark Batterson. The book draws upon II Samuel 23:20
"Benaiah chased a lion into a pit, then despite the snow and slippery ground, caught the lion and killed it."
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
And Lions Roar
http://lovinglaynee.blogspot.com/2010/01/senseless.html
beautiful image, christina, in a lovely form.
spring in colorado offers heavy snow, frost and cold followed by warm sunshine which sends it all (actually most) away. however, there are streets and yards and certain places where the shadows are much deeper and it can take months for the ice to melt. thank you for choosing write and share this continuing journey of grief.
love,
beth