Unless I lift my lowered gaze,
I’ll miss the Beauty in my days –
Remain attached to lowly sod,
Where lowly caterpillars plod.
But if I lift my thoughts above,
Forever seek the path of love,
My heart will rise on golden wings,
Accomplishing much brighter things.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Oh my, Mel–that’s so lovely and true.
Thanks! I often forget truth. I need reminders….
Me too, and that’s why our blogs are such a blessing some days.
lovely!
Thanks Cindy!
This one rings so true. I don’t know if I loved it or needed its truth more. Thanks!
Thanks TIna! I think I need it just as much as anyone – my life seems to be in large part linked to my ability to ‘lift up my eyes to the hills…’
I like this photo with your poem. I think looking up into the sky adds something to our faith. Your poem says it well.
Thank you Stephen! I often forget to look up – both literally and figuratively. It definitely gives us fresh perspective.
You are the second person I read today who was eloquently encouraging readers in this general direction. The other one was http://guytal.com/wordpress/2014/10/06/love-beauty-and-other-unfortunate-cliches/
That is a powerful piece! I have slowly been realizing in the past few years how much of my life has been motivated, not by love, but by my own need. It is slowly sinking in to my heart that unless I live a life characterized by love, all that I do is nothing (as the apostle Paul would say!) It means a huge paradigm shift – and a LOT of looking up! I am rather a slow learner, I’m afraid – but I think I see some progress at last!
Now, tell me, did you have to get down low like a caterpillar to take that photo? 😉
Being short does have its advantages, you know…. 😉
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