Creative Threads

For such a long time – day in and day out
The brain has been stagnant with rot.
 
Too many decisions, too much stressful life
Ties creative threads in a knot.
 
Then comes an event that threatens to take
The last trace of promise away.
 
The terror and grief consume and expend
What’s left of the fervor to pray.
 
But praying is nothing that’s more or that’s less
Than interaction with Him.
 
A heart that converses and listens as well
Though static makes words and thoughts dim.
 
Unseen by the eye and unclear to the heart
The threads are beginning to mend.
 
God’s peace can untie and unite rigid cords
To make them creative again.
 
–Dawn Cawthon Behrens

About grandawn

I live in Stillwater, Oklahoma, USA. I have three wonderful grandchildren. I am a teacher, writer, actor, singer. . . and whatever else I can manage.
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12 Responses to Creative Threads

  1. Exquisitely expressed definition of the heart of God. When you know you are loved beyond measure, then you can learn to let the rest go. A beautiful poem, and one that will stay with me.

  2. knittingmaestro says:

    lovely…..just lovely….

  3. What a beautiful poem.

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