Saturday, March 11, 2023

“…apple of my eye…”




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 EyeGlimpse poetry, by Joe Holuta


  1. Psalm 94:1 
  2. Matthew 3:17
About this Poem: Apple of My Eye, is a poem about fresh hope springing up at a time amidst trials of unrelenting flooding and snow in California 2023 when lives were lost. Light still overshadows darkness. Daylight is longer now and the returning of this reminds me of the cycles we see in life and how many times pictures of our young children, and them on an old swing set with their friends help recall gestures of love. Also, seeing a love letter i wrote my wife 42 years ago in among the pictures helps me recall that we love each other just the way we are as God looks on us as the apple of His eye. - Joe Holuta




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