Posted in Christianity, Hope, Inspiration, Poems

A Chorus of Heaven’s Love

Star Flower

Can you see the bars ‘cross heaven
Where the starry notes are laid
Each little sound, so reminiscent
Creation’s song which He first made

Flickering starlights, melodies pure
Reach eyes forth and discover His Word
Only in the darkest hour
Chorus seen, sight unheard

Some of us … in the deepest night
Some … in the light of day
Only those who pass through the grey, will
Forever see the love of His way

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Hope, Inspiration, Love, Photography, Poems, The Beauty of Creation, Trials & Blessings

ROSE POETRY

Rose Poetry‘Twas but a rose
And left to die
The day was bright
As I passed by
The sun had scorched
The parchèd bloom
Its beauty withered
Way too soon
And so I tenderly
And with care
Did whisper, believing
A precious prayer
I sprinkled daily
Love, healing dew
Its fragrance lifted
Prayers were answered, I knew
And ever so slowly
Each petal unfurled
Sweet colours of heaven
No longer all curled
The very next day
A new bud did appear
My heart, it flooded with joy
‘Twas a thank you sent … from a friend so dear

© 2013 – current Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Hope, Photography, Poems, Trials & Blessings

Dream Bubbles

Dream BubblesCaptive within my heart
Bubbles of elusive dreams
Floating hither and thither
Waiting for the all clear
An escape.
Washed away barriers
Pre-released tears
For what hasn’t yet been
And may never arrive
A torrent.
Beholden … suppressed
Reality beckons
Moment by moment
Pain pierces another
Bubbles gone. Dreams surrendered.
New dreams form in broken spheres.

© 2013 Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Christianity, Photography, Poems, Trials & Blessings

Released and Rewarded

Released and RewardedBrush the cobwebs away Lord
The ones that entangle my heart
Brush the cobwebs away Lord
Of things of the world …
I want no part

No part of the pressure Lord
That continually wants more
No part of the pressure Lord
The beautiful treasure above …
Help me to store

Treasure eternally mine Lord
Your hand, it does reward
Treasure eternally mine Lord
Free gifts sent with love …
Praise to the Lord

© 2013 Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Christianity, Hope, Inspiration, Photography, Poems

Cling, Cling, Cling

Cling, Cling, ClingCling, cling, cling
You heart will sing, sing, sing
When you bring, bring, bring
All to the … King

Cling, cling, cling
Shelter under His wing, wing, wing
Be fed from the spring, spring, spring
All from the … King

Cling, cling, cling
Melodies will ring, ring, ring
Morning to e .. ve .. ning
All to the … King

Cling, cling, cling
Wherever you’re dwell, dwel .. ling
Pray for under .. st .. an .. ding
And you’ll be forever … blos … som … ming

© 2013 Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Christianity, Love, Photography, Poems

Field of Dreams

Field of DreamsWhen will the winds of time
Blow softly on my face
When will the meadow flowers
Bow with fragrance interlaced

Sweet perfume, it beckons forth
And has me lay down yonder
Upon the grassy dew soaked knolls
Closing my eyes, His Word, I ponder

Shades of red with blackened hearts
White with centres of sunshine
Blades of strength and trees of grandeur
I read Love’s story and know He’s all mine

How can I drink of this eternal story
Birds of flight call out joyfully from waving trees
Everywhere I look, His easel declares it
Butterflies scatter and part the now comforting breeze

© 2013 Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Christianity, Fragrance from the Spring, Photography, Poems

Hear My Cry

Hear My CryUnder the merciful gaze of love
My heart is open, crushed and sad
I have come to realize that through it all
Only Jesus is hurt when my life falls

Help me to recover my poise
In Christ I live, and not for nought
Healing balm please Lord, do apply
For very soon this life is nigh

Heal me with the fragrance of roses
Heal me with sweet scents of rosebuds
May the lily cover my proudness
Cover my sense of guilt and shame

Lift the cloud of weariness yonder
From this weak and burdened frame
For this cloud remains a long time
Oh! When will Your sweet lightness shine

Please, dear Father, should I wander
Through this wilderness of thine alone
Lift this cloud, I shall not falter
Lead me on, for this Thy cloud came

(in “Fragrance from the Spring”)