
the flowers of spring
waited for the melting snow
delayed, not denied
The eyes of all look to you, and you give them their food at the proper time. You open your hand and satisfy the desires of every living thing.
Psalm 145:15-16

the flowers of spring
waited for the melting snow
delayed, not denied
The eyes of all look to you, and you give them their food at the proper time. You open your hand and satisfy the desires of every living thing.
Psalm 145:15-16

defoliated
winter shadows. still more snow.
dormant, not dead.
For you will go out with joy and be led forth with peace; The mountains and the hills will break into shouts of joy before you, And all the trees of the field will clap their hands.
Isaiah 55:12 (NASB)

rising harvest moon
silhouettes the hungry hawk
tomorrow, the hunt
But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently
Romans 8:25 (NIV)