Tuesday, February 11, 2025

February 11th

“As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you, O God.” Psalm 42:1

as a squirrel
stalks the peanut shell
rolling on the ground,
as the seagull
flies above the beach
ready to dive for
a piece of bread,
as a dog nudges
its best friends for
just one more walk
before bedtimes,
as the sleepy cat
follows the sunbeam
across the floor hoping
it will stay still for a nap,
as a oldster tries to
come up with the digit
to finish a number grid,
as a couple searches
for the missing pieces
to complete the puzzle,
so does my lonely heart
ache for you, my God.

(c) 2025 Thom M. Shuman

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