Poetry Living Sculptures

Ice shining off the roadways,Ice patterns on the trees,Ice sparkling off grass and concrete,Delicate ice sculptures everywhere I turn I see.Cause cancellations, rescheduling the order of the day,To prevent crashes and congested, dangerous traffic flows.Frustrating interruptions and yet...in the enforced time,Life slows….Do I admire the unique beauty all aroundOr respond with frustrations, anger and complaints?Maybe instead, I need to take a breath and consider that HeWho created the breathtaking Winter ice sculptures,Also creates beautiful sculptures of our lives, as weAllow Jesus access, bowAnd follow Him. By Carolyn R Scheidies 

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