Rhythm of an Evening Song

 Crickets chant and shadows dance…

Moonbeams peek through distant trees,

Where birds sing in hypnotic trance

That seems to echo beyond the seas.

 

Clouds drift by, and stars shine…

Leaves rustle with the evening breeze,

Bringing peaceful charm to God’s design,

And tames the night owl with new ease.

 

Creation sleeps and nature rests…

Summer’s fragrance fills the air,

In His presence, I am blessed

To end the day with evening prayer.

 

© Chrissy Siggee
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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

Rainbow Smile

I asked an old lady in the park if she had seen my little boy.

‘What does he look like?’ she replied.

‘Well,’ I answered, quite sincere—

‘He has brown eyes
And hair to match;
Too many curls for a little boy,
Combed to perfection every day;
His teeth are white as white can be—
A very tidy little man is he!
He wears a smartly pressed sailor suit
With little white shoes to match.’

— A perfect darling is my boy.’

‘No child like this I have seen,’ the lady did respond,
‘but a treasure you will find, just around that path.’

Around the garden path I went
And before me, a treasure my eyes beheld—

He had brown eyes
And hair to match,
A shock of curls in disarray,
Band-aid knees and soiled clothes—
What happened to my little boy?
At front, he had a missing tooth;
He was eating ice-cream from a cone,
His face aglow with a rainbow smile.

—’A perfect darling is my boy.’

© Chrissy Siggee
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
From my book:  Glimpses of His Glory

Absorbed in Wonder

Raindrops trickle from velvet soft roses by the gate—
Ladybugs struggle to keep a grip on moistened leaves
butterflies flutter their feather-light wings
and mottled stalks assent to the rising breeze.

Beyond the path that leads to the meadow—
Sparrows take flight from their nesting trees
creating rain-soaked leaves to glisten like shattered mirrors
and sunrays capture the essence of the after rain.

Honeysuckle saturates the air with its perfume—
Mingling with the simple freshness of dampened earth,
that fills the air with splendour and His goodness
and penetrates the senses with pure simplicity.

Robins sing their chorus to the retreating storm—
Fleeting clouds drift across the distant sky,
while trailing shadows chase the thinning haze
and disappear into carefree sunbeams along the rise.

Unfurling colours spread as ribbons above the trees—
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet
etching an archway across the clearing heavens
and embracing the distant hills with the perfect kiss.

I close my eyes to soak up the enchanting beauty—
Tranquil moments fill my thirsty soul,
a blessed peace flows through my inner being
and imprints the perfect scene within my mind.

© Chrissy Siggee

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

From my book:   Glimpses of His Glory

Hope in the City

DELIVERED  – A Peculiar People Collaboration

Amongst the group of writers I can claim to have written just one chapter but yes, I wrote Chapter four.

320_4654160An immigrant and her young daughter, struggling to reach their dream…a special needs child, searching for hope…a newly released ex-con, seeking forgiveness. They have one thing in common—they’re about to be touched by God in a way they never imagined. All through a simple postcard. Brought up in a strict Muslim home in London, Sulafa has recently experienced the transforming power of Jesus Christ. Now, despite fear of discovery and its consequences, she knows she has to spread the good news. In an act of bravery, she sends out postcards with a single message: Let me pray for you. Her simple request impacts lives and brings hope in the midst of hopelessness.

The second of many anticipated books from Peculiar People, Delivered is a collection of short stories that intertwine to deliver a single message. It is the work of twenty-five authors with one united voice, proclaiming the power of God to transform lives and His ability to do the miraculous in the most ordinary of circumstances.

Amongst the group of writers I can claim to have written just one chapter but yes, I wrote Chapter four.

Chapter Four

Hope in the City – by Chrissy Siggee

Seventeen year old Sarah stepped down from the train and looked around. Haunted eyes stared out from a gaunt face. She looked around to gather her bearings. Commuters pushed and shoved their way past, almost causing her to stumble under the heaviness of her backpack. The warped wheels of her worn suitcase flip flopped behind her as she followed the crowd. She’d come to Sydney for a new life. No one here knew of her former years, which she wanted to forget…

from the book:  DELIVERED  – A Peculiar People Collaboration

 Available now from Amazon

Tuesday Reblogs – returning soon

I will continue to recognise followers of Riverside Peace in 2019 from February by reblogging my favourite reads on Tuesday Reblogs

There are many posts that I enjoy and I wish I could reblog them all. My hope is for followers to view the original posts and like and comment directly on the original posts… not on the Riverside Peace post – but please do let me know your thoughts.

Riverside Peace is an Award Free Blog and I won’t be setting up another Award either. Tuesday Reblogs will be my way of appreciating my followers on a regular basis. There’s nothing for followers to do to earn a reblog. Just simply keep blogging the way you do.

I will notify you if I intend to reblog one of your posts. Chrissy at Riverside Peace