Ever Tilting, Ever Turning

Sometimes poetry simply jumps into my head. This morning while walking my dogs, I looked to the sky - searching the air for a hint of fall - and the poetry began to flow. I was afraid it would be gone before my two tiny terrors were done sniffing everything in the neighborhood! But, as soon as I sat down to my computer, it came fast and strong. So, I share with you.....

THIS WORLD

EVER TILTING
EVER TURNING
ALWAYS AGING
AS I AM YEARNING

FOR THAT PLACE
BEYOND THE SUN
WHERE GOD'S PEACE REINS
WHERE GOD IS ONE

I LOOK AROUND
I SEE GOD'S HAND
AWESOME CREATION
IN THIS LAND

I WONDER HOW
HEAVEN WILL BE
JESUS PREPARED
A PLACE FOR ME

THE BIRDS CRY OUT
THEY DO NOT KNOW
FROM WHENCE THEY CAME
OR WHERE THEY'LL GO

BUT I HAVE PEACE
I'M NOT UNDONE
I TRUST MY LORD
TIL KINGDOM COME

I STAND ON GOD'S WORD
AND REST ASSURED
THAT ONE DAY I WILL SEE
THE PLACE JESUS HAS PREPARED FOR ME

BUT FOR NOW
I LIVE FOR HIM
WHILE LIFE GOES ON
NOTHING LEFT TO WHIM

THIS WORLD IS:
EVER TILTING
EVER TURNING
ALWAYS AGING
AS I'M YEARNING

Darlene
9/17/08