Peace Within My Soul
Photography and Poem by Norma Beaird
She was making morning coffee,
on a hot and humid day,
thinking 'bout how things were changing,
in a most uncertain way.
She remembered in her childhood,
days were tough, but God was there,
He is faithful in the struggles,
when life doesn't seem so fair.
As these thoughts consumed her minutes,
then she thought to step outside,
for she heard the birds were singing,
in the golden, bright sunlight.
The magnolia tree was blooming,
bees were buzzing all around,
while the wind sent gentle whispers,
here you stand on holy ground.
For no matter what is changing,
in this world of toils and fear,
nature still produces beauty,
in the midst of pain and tears.
For when man has thus destroyed,
all that's good and pure and whole,
just to gain a few possessions,
and a bank account of gold.
Birds will sing their song of morning,
butterflies will spread their wings,
red wildflowers bloom in meadows,
for in chaos, nature sings.
As she watched the Eastern Bluebird,
feeding fledglings from the nest,
she's reminded that the good Lord,
only wants for us the best.
Even when the world around us,
has decayed in sin and shame,
God is there if we will touch Him,
and will call upon His name.
He reminds us with the sunrise,
and the butterflies and birds,
in the clouds and white magnolias,
and His faithful Holy Word.
That when man has thus destroyed,
all that's pure and good and whole,
as I behold God's grand creation,
I'm at peace within my soul.
Copyright 2014, Norma Beaird. All rights reserved.