2018 Thoughts

by Cheryl Merrick
I simply state the obvious, but God has given me the gift to state it well.

Creating Butterflies

by Cheryl Merrick

When my skies stretch out
     endlessly gray,
I gently cup my hands
    around a thought
    and blow softly.
Smiling,
    I watch  as it begins to glow,
Then when it flutters
     with life,
I remove my protecting hands
Allowing it to fly,
Shimmering all the more
    brightly against
    a somber sky.

Earned

by Cheryl Merrick

Melting away in the heat
     of a bustling day,
Peace disappears.

Distilling again
     only though hours
of quiet prayer, study,
     and thought.