O Cleft in the Rock, you hide me well when winter winds and storms compel my mind to live in frozen lands, or sifting snows bark harsh commands; it’s then that, hidden, heart can cling to den of  hibernating Spring, where soul finds rest from Winter’s grip, and faith finds home, where hope won’t slip.
O Cleft in the Rock, you hide me well
when winter winds and storms compel
my mind to live in frozen lands,
or sifting snows bark harsh commands;
it’s then that, hidden, heart can cling
to den of  hibernating Spring,
where soul finds rest from Winter’s grip,
and faith finds home, where hope won’t slip.
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“and faith finds home, where hope won’t slip.” Wonderful winter shot and I love especially the last line of your equally wonderful poem! We deep-freeze without hope!
Blessings from the land of rain… ~ Wendy
Thanks Wendy! (Soggy, are you?)
My garden and I are very soggy! But my doggy got me out there this morning in time to enjoy a short respite from the rain – by the time we came in – the rain started again before I even had my shoes off. What a sweet dog! 😉
😉 Fun on four feet…
Melody, I really needed this today. Going through some things. Also, my husband had to take me to the ER on Wednesday because of a severe migraine (I’ve had them on & off since I was 10), and Thursday I had to go back to the doctor for another shot because I was still in pain. Anyways, I so appreciate your poem. I’m going to print it out and slip it in my Bible. Thanks for sharing your gift. May the Lord bless you abundantly this weekend. 🙂
Oh, oh! Migraines are so aggravating to deal with – any severe pain is. Hopefully this one is on its way out… It IS good to remember to tuck ourselves in to that cleft!
I can certainly see why the photo inspired the poem. Nice.
Thanks Lyle!
A hymn text in the making methinks.
My music seems to be the last thing to be recovered – I haven’t written any for SO long. Maybe I should tackle my fears and try one??
Always. Music, like poetry or any art, must be entered into readily and often, without pretense or any other expectation except the joyful involvement in the art. Use the muse one has at any given time. Leave the rest to God.
Readily and often, huh? Hmmm… Thanks…
Be not afraid! Dive in and see where the spirit and muse choose to dance together.
I love this.where faith finds home where hope won’t slip…hidden in the cleft of the Rock, anchored and redeemed. Thanks for sharing Melody
Thank you Glenda! 😉
I was just thinking about hope today! I loved this and that hope won’t slip. .. God bless you and thank you!
A poem of hope if I have ever heard one.
Tim
Thanks Tim! Yes, I see it that way; I’m glad you do, too!
LOVED THIS!!! And I gave you an award from my site.
Ooh, thanks Holly! How did your novel project go??
Finished! Not well written, or complete, but I got 50K words down. Also, working on the final edits for my second novel. So, lots of writing! Melody, I have to tell you that your website inspired me so often. Sometimes I go to it when I need to be inspired in my own writing. It always helps me.
Wow – I’m very honored, Holly. I so love how this community of writers is a springboard for ideas, inspiration, challenge, hope – I have found lots to pull me onwards and upwards, too!
How come some famous art gallery hasn’t snapped you up yet? or maybe they have? I feel blessed to have my own private showing in the privacy of my home. Is life good or what ?
Wow – very high praise! Thank you. I am just getting used to the idea of being a photographer and poet, so I am very new to this whole thing. I’ll appoint God as my Agent, and He can do with my skills exactly what He wants! 🙂
good answer!
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