Brush With Eternity

(Image from:  By JoDeeLuna)

This Post is Dedicated to porch time with my brother, Toby.


Crisp silence of cool air at first blush,
Gently rocks our dreaming flock awake,
Rare swirls of wind encircle in a hush.

Heavens dance in caress of rays turned gold,
Hint of color hidden in the turn of season,
Pinion shaped moment helpless to hold.

Brush of feathers lift us into the light,
Sapience tickles our souls with truth,
Wings turn into the updrafts of flight.

Spirit defies the weighted dust of world,
Edge of eternity blaze the distant horizon,
Plume’s width of love’s span unfurled.

Tracey Warren Elofson, September, 2004

3 thoughts on “Brush With Eternity

  1. Hi Tracey, I thought of you when I read this poem by Amy Carmichael and felt led to share….btw you are opening my mind to the beauty of poems. I never really took the time to ponder them before. This one I will pray whenever there is suffering or heartache in my life. I also want to teach this to my children. Here’s the poem. Love you!!

    Before the winds that blow do cease,
    Teach me to dwell within Thy calm;
    Before the pain has passed in peace,
    Give me, my God, to sing a psalm.
    Let me not lose the chance to prove
    The fullness of enabling love.
    O, Love of God, do this for me:
    Maintain a contant victory.

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