In a curious boy


I like a bit of a verse or two.
One we walk round or maybe through.
He shows me a fragment, maybe a dot.
With a macro lens, through a looking glass
To see stuff what is not
Always easy to see, to accept or enjoy.
Seeing great beauty
In a curious boy.

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Yet often He tugs my collar,
Hoiks me to stand back.
Get a little reflective
Perspective
Understand better
How His chosen gifts –
His bit today –
Is lit with love
Just fits
Always

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And with that standing back
Comes context. And maybe a
Roam of two. Through google
To others academic work of
Time and place and space
The dusty people the ways of life
The noise the crowds the tastes

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Quite often in these meandering walks
We share and speak and talk
He reveals such gems
And claps with joy
As I go ooh and ahh

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His touch is light
His grip is warm,
His breath a balm
And when He gets that mischievous look –
That twinkle in His eye –
I strap in tight and dive right in
We swoop I gasp
We soar I fly
Seeing stuff of wonder
I just have to write

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Not always Batman is His guise
Not even wows or answered whys
Sometimes quite quiet
A gentle stroll
Hands entwined, soul to soul
Every day together all seasons all moods
No right no wrong just heavenly food

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I like a bit of a verse or two.
One we walk round or maybe through.
He shows me a fragment, maybe a dot.
With a macro lens, through a looking glass
To see stuff what is not
Always easy to see, to accept or enjoy.
Seeing great beauty

In a curious boy.

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13 thoughts on “In a curious boy

    • Hiya Julie – and thank you. I call it my version of singing. Tone deaf (apart from a mean “Geordie-rap-version” of The Beatles “Hey Jude”) but deffo not God deaf! 🙂
      Thank you!!

    • Susan, thank you. For a while these daily meanders have started with a daily verse or fragment – and then a step back – and then a mini-journey. Something in today’s fellowship was an insistent simplicity of “show them how much fun (how much joy) we get in The Word – how much fun there is to be had”
      Yes’m ‘lord.
      And here it is 🙂

  1. Your are a poet . . . and I didn’t even know it! Love this free verse of a curious boy, his dog and God . . . may your walks continue to ooh and ahh . . . all of us 🙂

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