Our family spent the last two nights relaxing by a small fire in the backyard. It was a wonderful time together and a great way to unwind. Our home has a significant amount of undeveloped property around it, giving us ability to enjoy the beauty and wonder of nature. As I reflected on last night’s experience and the wonder of all God’s creation, I was reminded of a poem I wrote a couple of years ago following a similar experience. It is amazing how all that God made has the ability to capture our attention and to reveal his touch.

Night

Cicadas call across the night,

As the moon’s fiery glow burns the horizon.
The haunting beauty of their unison song,
Invites the evening’s stillness.

The gentle wind, now damp and cold,
Embraces all within its touch, and
Reveals the texture of night’s dark fabric.

I remain a foreigner to this time,
A visitor welcome, but not belonging,
yet I feel strangely at home.