Winter wounds carve the deepest,
Cancerous in their cold insistence;
Glaciation leaves a mark.
But once the tears wash away the gravel,
Your new landscape will drop jaws –
As the desert was scoured into the Grand Canon,
Everest buckled and heaved with stress,
So your beauty will shine,
Common carbon to delectable diamond.
I
can
see
your
sparkle
through the trees….
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Hey Melody, I’ve missed your posts and photos. Um new format. Comment box is tiny 😦
Ha! Hello to you! Nice to hear from you. I have spent several months with very spotty and unreliable internet service, which has meant for very little Melody-lolly-gagging around cyber-space. How are things on the big rock??
Yes, God is wonderful in how He uses the abuses of winter to bring glorious beauty.
I think it is all a glorious lesson acted out for us year after year to give us hope! Spring is once again upon us – I love the hope in that! Thank you, Stephen…
Ah, Melody, how beautiful, just like your name. I think you were born to make music with your pen!
What beautiful words, Glenda. I actually write worship music for my little church. It’s fun to think it is part of my destiny! 🙂
Will you play us some of your worship music? Oh dear, Everest did buckle this weekend, didn’t it?
I wrote this before it buckled. Sigh. What a terrible tragedy. Even mountains have their stresses – and they sure cause trouble when they give in to them!
Absolutely. It would be a blessing to hear some of your music.
Classic Melody – well done. Tricky use of the word Canon!
Ha! Especially so since it is a typo. I rather like the Grand Canon, however – I think I’ll keep it! 🙂
That’s funny.