Thunder rumbles;
Lightning strikes the ground;
Animals run
As flames leap all around.
Fire crews scramble,
Gathering all their gear
Wasting no time
Emergency is here.
Flames lick at trees
Dry brush cracks and burns;
Wind made by heat
Cause flames to dance and churn.
Creatures escape
On foot and in flight;
Hot Shots work late
Battling into the night.
Over at last,
The danger is gone,
Landscape left black,
But the battle is won.
Season of rest;
New plants start to grow;
Signs of fire yet
On forest floor below.
Animals return
In herds, flocks and bands;
Helping to form
Renewed life in the land.
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I am like a rich tapestry, full of texture and color.
I'm a musician, composer, poet, gardener, homemaker and friend. I worked as anLCSW for 22 years; as a socialworker for 26 years all told. Before that, I was a rehabilitation teacher.
My passion is to come alongside others; to empower and bless them. That is why you will find plenty of variety in my blog.
Two very important things to know about me is that I am a life-long learner - An explorer and sojourner.
I also belong to the Lord Jesus...now, before you get tweeked out: I am not saying I am "religious." There is a huge difference between all of the rules and empty practice that often gets associated with Christianity and the kind of life that comes from being in a relationship with the loving God.
May you find encouragement, inspiration, insight, good ideas and a laugh or two as you read my posts and comments.
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