Here is a poem I wrote two winters ago that I wanted to share. It reminds me of my ancestors and how much I have in common with them. In the end the people of the past are peers to the people of the future. We all must deal with our sin before our Creator.
The Burning Embers
By Johnie W. Levell, 12/26/2006
Drawn by the warmth – constrained by the same;
Enchanted by the glow;
With the wind the embers dance,
They move as those who live.
Both rise and fall of sun is there
In remnant of the flame.
Speak now in tongue of blowing leaves,
And gently sprinkled rain.
Through this window, time’s erased,
Deep thought in those who gaze –
All men equal around the fire,
Searching out their ways.
By Johnie W. Levell, 12/26/2006
Drawn by the warmth – constrained by the same;
Enchanted by the glow;
With the wind the embers dance,
They move as those who live.
Both rise and fall of sun is there
In remnant of the flame.
Speak now in tongue of blowing leaves,
And gently sprinkled rain.
Through this window, time’s erased,
Deep thought in those who gaze –
All men equal around the fire,
Searching out their ways.
"Let us search out and examine our ways, and turn back to the LORD; Let us lift our hearts and hands to God in heaven." - Lamentations 3:40-41
--Johnie
--Johnie
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