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Geof Spavins Nov 27
Bare trees greet the chill,
Frosty breath on winter's morn,
Hello, still and cold.
Geof Spavins Nov 27
In fields untamed, free,
Petals dance with morning breeze,
Nature's spirit wild.
Geof Spavins Nov 26
In the expanse, beyond our sight,
God-beyond-us, Infinite Light,
Creator of stars, the cosmos grand,
In every grain of desert sand.

Beside us walks the Holy One,
God-beside-us, the Father’s Son,
In every heart, a gentle guide,
With love and grace, always by our side.

Within our souls, a spark divine,
God-being-us, in you and me,
A whisper soft, a silent prayer,
The breath of life, always there.

Three faces, one essence, intertwined,
In every heart and every mind,
Beyond, beside, within us all,
The sacred dance, the divine call.
Geof Spavins Nov 26
The star shines bright on Bethlehem’s night,
Angels sing of Christ’s birth,
Shepherds gather in humble delight,
Peace and joy fill the earth.

Angels sing of Christ’s birth,
A Saviour born to set us free,
Peace and joy fill the earth,
In a manger, love’s decree.

A Saviour born to set us free,
Wise men travel from afar,
In a manger, love’s decree,
Guided by the shining star.

Wise men travel from afar,
Shepherds gather in humble delight,
Guided by the shining star,
The star shines bright on Bethlehem’s night.
Geof Spavins Nov 26
Infinite grace and love we find,
Light of the world, so pure and kind.
Overcoming darkness, bringing peace,
Voices lift in praise, our faith increase.
Eternal saviour, always close,
Joyful hearts, in You we cheer.
Ever present, our guiding light,
Sacrifice made, for us, the fight.
Unending love, a gift divine,
Salvation granted, Your name we sign.
Geof Spavins Nov 26
Heavy eyes,
                      The night's embrace,
Waning strength,
                      A slowing pace.
Dreams call softly,
                     “Pull me near,”
Exhaustion whispers,
                      "Rest is here."
Geof Spavins Nov 26
Each dawn's light brings a humble prayer to rise,
Three hundred sixty-five, my soul's delight.
In whispers soft, I seek the heavenly skies,
And call His name, my faith to reignite.

At dusk when shadows gently claim the day,
I find His grace within the twilight's glow.
In every beat, my heart does earnestly pray,
For Jesus' love, the sweetest gift I know.

Through trials faced and joys that brightly gleam,
His name I speak with reverence and peace.
In every moment, waking or in dream,
I find my solace, and my doubts release.

For every day, I humbly bow and seek,
The name of Jesus, comfort to the meek.
Church has a prayer evening tonight -- This is my first attempt at a sonnet
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