STACIA LYNN REYNOLDS

STACIA LYNN REYNOLDS

A WINTER WALK

The Footsteps

Heard,

In the crisp snow-covered path.

Seen,

From the glimpses over their shoulders,

From where they had been.

The Trees

Barren,

Though beautifully covered-

With crystals of white- icy flakes

Beholding a resemblance of

Performing snow dancers

Surrounding the snow queen.

The Houses

Wear caps of white

With the rising of smoke streams

From the chimney,

Like grandfather nestled

In front of the fire with his pipe.

A warm protection

For the inhabitants,

Like the winter garments

Defending the cold on the journey…

The Journey

Of excitement.

A child’s promise;

Whose footprints are scattered

By skipping- jumping

Imprints of joy.

Alongside the steps

Of stability and pride.

The Winter Walk

Engraves memories within their minds

Providing generational reflection

Of family

Of friends

Of love.

©Stacia Lynn

KEEPER OF MY HEART

Nestled within; a babe in mother’s womb,

You knew me

Heart growing; beating with time,

You knew me

Rhythms of grace; developed perception,

You knew me

Planning destiny; before my first breath,

You knew me

My first cry; You smile, a Father’s pride,

You knew me

My first steps; Guided by your protective hands,

You guided me

Into unsettled steps; adolescent restlessness,

You guided me

Soul struggles; within inner torments raged,

You held my heart

Inner cries; lifted up to The Most High,

You held my heart

Hands raised; unworthy in Your presence,

You held my heart

Full of love; Your grace healed my inner darkness,

You held my heart

Running the race; throughout the years, in faith,

You hold my heart

Speaking Your truth; Your Word in soul and hand,

You hold my heart

Grace and love; reaches others, from within,

You touch their hearts

With raised hands; unworthy of Your grace,

You hold their hearts

Forever, throughout eternity,

You hold our hearts

©StaciaLynn

THE CHARITY TREE

(The Seed of Love)

A tiny seed was planted,

Watered; Given warmth

The brightest rays shone upon,

From the azure skies.

Nestled n’ protected tight

Embraced surroundings;

Was given life from the rains,

And dews of morn’s dawn.

May, drew it up; tall and strong

Within warming ground;

Transforming, development

Apparent, its form.

Perception, senses the scene

Its surrounding’s grasped;

To the inner strength it holds

Nurturing love shown.

The seed reaps what has been sown,

Due nurturing phase;

Charity branches reach forth

Blessing with its grace.

Its leaves are like no other

No gold, yellow, greens,

But the color of a heart;

Ruby red is seen.

Joyfully drops on each soul

Charity given;

Throughout its lifetime cycle

Sustenance bestowed.

Now known as, the tree of love

Whose branches stretch forth;

Gracing all with charity

Those yearning for love.

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails…”

~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-8a ~

©StaciaLynn

STACIA LYNN REYNOLDS