For Spiritual Thursday, we are writing about each other’s One Little Word. This week is Irene Latham’s word, Delight. Irene is a poet, so I wrote a word poem.
Delight is an enchanting word that dances
in the light of the sun
and looks to the moon for inspiration.
Amusement is her cousin
who laughs easily, giddy really.
She quietly relishes in God’s creation.
Watches the birds at the feeder flit and fight.
She wonders about clouds
and contrails in the sky.
Delight is never in a hurry.
If she were, she might miss something,
Miss something delightful.
See the way the cat turns
over and over in the grass.
Delight is with the cat
feeling the soft sweetness of dew.
Delight opens her mouth for snowflakes in winter
And runs in a field of bluebonnets in spring.
Delight fluffs my words up like feathers,
lifts them slightly up to catch the wind
so they may fly to you.