Poppies

The strange bright dancers
Are in the garden.
The wind of spring
Is a soft music.

Scarlet and orange,
Flaming and golden,
The strange, bright dancers
Move to the music.

And some are whiter
Than snow in winter,
And float like snowflakes
Drifting in the garden.

Oh, have you seen them,
The strange bright dancers,
Nodding and swaying
To the wind’s music?
~P.A. Ropes

He let loose the east wind from the heavens and by his power made the south wind blow. ~Psalm 78:26   ✝

Thank you, Lord Jesus, that you save, you heal, you restore, and you reveal Your Father’s heart to us! You have captured me with grace and I’m caught in Your infinite embrace!

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