This is a piece I wrote a couple of years ago, but having had a really special Christmas this year, it called to mind the joy and thankfulness of this poem. So, here is to everyone at Gooseberry Garden, and dVerse, my two favourite poetic communities, as we stand poised on the brink of 2012....
Breeze sighing through golden wheat,
The paddock shimmering in the heat;
A horse's steady clop and the saddle's creak,
These are joyful whispers that I seek.
The sand's gentle squeak on my local shore,
The comforting tumble of the ocean's roar;
Laughter of my children as they splash and play,
These are joyful chants that warm my day.
The soothing tones of piano keys,
Caressing Celtic melodies;
Pure, clear voices in harmony,
All these, too, sing joy to me.
Magpie song, kookaburra's glee,
The call of the parrots in my gum tree;
The calming thrum of rain above,
Yet more of the joyful sounds I love.
My cat's purring warmth on my feet,
My husband's steady heart beat,
my sleepy children's goodnight calls,
These give me joy as each night falls.
But through each of these, in every note,
I hear the joy my Saviour wrote,
And deep within, I pause to sing
Reverent praise in awe to Him.