Fading Cries

fading cries of restless birds          

                   linger in the cooling air—

quietness rests like a gentle hug.

© Chrissy Siggee

From my book : Glimpses of His Glory – ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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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

Archived in: Poetry Mix

Evening Sky

 colours of the evening sky

                  reveal the setting sun—

aromas of the sleepy garden

                  refresh my musty senses.

© Chrissy Siggee

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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

Archived in:  Poetry Mix

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

Archived in: Christian Reads

Close of Day

silence captures a moment in time—

                  an owl sounds the close of day,

a hush falls over the darkening sky

                  and the world closes its eyes to sleep.

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© Chrissy Siggee

From my book:   Glimpses of His Glory

Archived in: Poetry Mix

Reaching Out

My heart reaches out
with a passion for your love
Your love flows through me
like a river going home.

I stand in awe
at your loveliness
and lift my hands
to praise your name.

My mind reaches out
with a passion for your Word—
Your presence surrounds me
like the vastness of this land.

I stand in awe
at this establishment
and lift my gaze
to see your power.

My hand reaches out
with a passion for your touch—
Your glory lights the way
like a rainbow after the storm.

I stand in awe
of the creators design
and lift my head
to worship you.

My soul reaches out
with a passion for your peace—
Your presents overwhelms
like the vastness of the sea.

I stand in awe
at your creation
and lift my eyes—
Lord, I adore you.

© Chrissy Siggee

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

Glimpses of His Glory – (the poem)

Spring has replaced the winter’s frosty dawn;
Birds return with sounds reclaimed—
Their brilliant colours grace the skies.
Honey-suckle scent lingers in the air!
Buds burst open to reveal their hidden treasure
Amid the shades of a rainbow, flowers flourish.

Butterflies dance from blossom to bloom,
Trees announce the season with tender leaves—
Like fingers, they point towards the sky.
The distant roar of an aircraft engine
Threatens to steal the tranquil peace—
I smile at the sunshine and capture its warmth.

O Lord, this is a new day!
I breathe in your freshness
And walk in your truth;
I stand in your righteousness
Kneel in your holy presence
And take in a glimpse of your glory.

© Chrissy Siggee

From my book:    Glimpses of His Glory    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Jesus speaks to open hearts

Jesus speaks to open hearts
Fills them with His awesome love.
Through Him we seek a healing touch
and feel his presence near.

Father, move within our hearts
Change our lives and set us free.
At the cross we bear our all
and find an answer there.

Holy Spirit, seeks my willing heart
to hear and obey his holy word.
Let my heart be open to your voice
and heed the message of your love.

© Chrissy Siggee
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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

Glimpses of His Glory – (the book)

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I can’t imagine this universe without being able to see God’s beauty all around me. There’s nothing more beautiful than God’s creation. It’s as much a part of me as my Saviour himself. Everything he created was to His will and glory, and nothing was made by accident.

– Chrissy Siggee

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