Apple of My Eye
The cold wind came again from the west to northeast
Snow, thought gone for the season, covers the ground again
Fresh hope springing up gets quelled
Crocuses, daffodils, and tulips emerging
early in the sun’s warmth and light
“Shine on Us” they seem to voice,
gently applauding each other’s beauty
The sun warms the air, surrounding beauty,
Driven snow now becomes warmed,
Morning water droplets
Holding on with dear life to the flowers,
gripping tightly, yet best efforts fail
at taming time and seasons
Snow this year and raging water in places- unprecedented
Lives shortened by nature’s wild surprise and unsuspected way
“Oh God, who sets things right, shine upon us” 1
Like “heavenly messengers”, light overshadows darkness,
Seasons inscribed deep on earth’s frame
Change and time passing,
they cycle
Daylight lengthens,
Darkness lessens
The game we play with clocks, and Time,
Robbing morning’s glory
to gain the light at the end of day
Only falling back again when the seasons change
Picture after picture "personality here"
Friendships built deep, lasting year after year, after year
Smiles and gestures of youth, heart throbbing memories
Strong supports built in the light can’t be taken
when the shadow and darkness come
Love letters written in our lives
Swing low swing high and
Gesture to the loving way
The faraway
Loving you for exactly who you are,
just the way you are, and made to be
You whom I love, the “Apple of my eye” 2
Apple of My Eye, Glimpse poetry, by Joe Holuta
- Psalm 94:1
- Matthew 3:17
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