R.E. Slater - Kindred Fellowships (a poem)

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Kindred Fellowships

by R.E. Slater

Have you ever watched the morning sun rise
while stalking knee-high clovered fields wet in dew?

Or felt the deep rumble of dark storm cloud's approaching

shrouded within stilled airs soaked in fresh ozone?

Or witnessed a cold fog envelop a murky beach

against a restless sea moving in endless rhythm?

Or listened the wandering night sky's starry silence
upon a far hillside from setting dusk to waking dawn?

In all these things God's handiwork abounds,

written across the laden heavens,

across this good earth we live and breathe,

filling our hearts with wondrous mysteries.

Whose very lives are held so dear,

so adorned by redeeming love,

so cherished by grace and mercy,

so lost in a world so complex and feared.

We, who are the living temples of God's Word,

who tred upon the mounts of His holy creation,

who delve into the Holy's inmost sanctuaries,

impassioned by all that inspires and devotes.

We, who keep the night watches and morning suns,

who inhale the early mists of evening's lingering whispers,

who are blessed and wouldst give blessing,

who seek, and grasp, and fall, and fail.

Let us praise our heavenly Sovereign for His wisdom,

our mighty Creator for all that is good and strong.

Let us sing our Savior's wonders and mercies,

met new everyday upon the souls of men.

Let us seek harmony's peace amid grand fellowships,

giving thanksgiving for heaven's abiding love and devotion.

And for this good earth on whose fellowship we tread,

scribing a poet's inspiration to a Redeemer's heart filled with tears.

- R.E. Slater

June 6, 2014
revised June 7-8, 2014

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