Spin Cycle

I don’t know 

How many revolutions per minute 

All I know is this world keeps spinning 


And whatever I am missing 

Whatever has me fenced in at times

I hope I never wake with regret

Saying to myself 

How could I forget?

For if that ever comes

That means I’m not here any more 

Because in every day

God will hear my gratitude 

For blessings that are of such magnitude 

That the revelence brings the world to a standstill 


Of how fast or slow the world spins around

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Spring’s Song

Our roots have meshed

Clinging tighter as time passes

The stories we could tell

And will tell

Of how miracles poured from above

Watering the ground beneath our feet

Solidifying the trunk of our union

Oh my, how our branches have spread

Our leaves tingle with joy

God read us bedtime stories

As we slept during winter’s hope

Then blessed us with a perfect sun

Spring has come

Love never sleeps deeply

There are times it breathes ever so quietly

We awaken from a lullaby

To the sound of God’s voice

As He sings spring’s song

Our branches stretch towards heaven

And our roots interlock a little tighter

The stories we could tell

And will tell


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Under the Apple Tree by Rain de Lune

Our Roots

“A tree stands strong not by its fruits or branches, but by the depth of its roots.”
Anthony Liccione


I believe our roots began to plant themselves with the first “Hello”

We didn’t know, but could only hope that something would grow

Seeds planted in the heart

Roots deepening with every thought, conversation, and interaction

God is glorious, allowing us to find us among a sea of faces

Our spiritual dance intertwines our roots, strengthening our stance

United we stand as a strong tree

United we fall as deep as love will allow, our roots stretching endlessly

And something beautiful growing as we hoped

As we grew to believe

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Tree Roots by OghamMoon