20 Years Apart

A collaboration
Of two men,
Joined by name,
Divided by 20 years;
The older
Regarding the younger,
Not recognising
The man he was;
Lamenting
The man he became;
Still hoping
For the man he is
Yet to be;
Lord, have mercy.

The River

Written following this week’s Daily Post Writing Challenge.

In my dreams, I envision a place
With lush green, steep banks
And the soothing sound of the flow
Of a river

On those banks I see
A great number of trees,
Standing tall to each side
Of the river

The water runs East,
Unerringly to the sea, where
Salt water meets the sweet
Of the river

Fish begin to thrive
Where sweet refreshes salt,
The seas teaming with life
From the river

Fishermen gather there
Casting nets, landing catch,
Bringing in to take home
Back up river

The trees of the banks
Bear fruit of every kind,
To strengthen and nourish;
Their leaves ever green,
To shield and to heal;
Their roots firm and deep,
To secure their foundation;
All fed by the living water,
From the river.

– inspired by Ezekiel 47:6-12

Angel

Angel
Descending,
An army of one,
To do
The Father’s bidding,
No more,
And no less;
Bringing His words,
His blessing,
And purpose and plans;
Ministering,
Protecting,
Commissioning
His people,
To his purpose,
And the glory of God.