Well this past week we were studying a form of poetry called Haiku. Origins in Japan, three lines, built on syllables 5-7-5, featuring nature.
Thought I'd try it. I like that it's form has a lot of odd numbers in it. Always have like things which are balanced in an odd way.
So here goes:
The red flame fading
Tall and slender stood the branch
The last maple leaf.
With most leaves down, let alone still brilliant- this little cluster of maples waved at me through the window, asking to be given attention, and translate their being into words...to leave their imprint in my life, and for others to discover.
Reminds me of how the Lord came to dwell amoung us- He also, in scarlet, hung up on a tree, and became The Word. I know He did this for me, and you. Why? Because this Holy God knew the truth that not all are willing to admit, but know in their hearts as truth- we all fall short. We all have sinned. Not one of us is living perfectly holy lives-- we need a Saviour. Someone to make the Way for us to commune with this Ancient One.
It's truly awesome! God Himself in flesh- come to die on a tree, a sacrifice for me and you. This Loving and Holy God provided a Way to be in Him, and Him in us. He made this Way for us....He created it out of His perfect love and in congruence with His holiness- not compromising any aspect of His character...the Way, trusting in the Gift of His only Son, Jesus Christ, as Saviour and Lord for the world.
If you should happen upon any lingering red-flames this autumn; consider responding to the Creator in a prayer of thanks for the reminder- and His great act of love.
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