Beauty and the Beasts

“Beauty and the Beasts

1 Peter 3:3
Do not let your adorning
be external—the braiding of hair,
the wearing of gold,
or the putting on of clothing—

External beauty is
wearing nice clothes,
gold and lovely braids.
But inner beauty is what
God treasures which is a quiet
and gentle countenance.

1 Peter 3:4
But let your adorning
be the hidden person of the heart
with the imperishable beauty of a
gentle and quiet spirit, which in
God's sight is very precious.”

― Maisie Aletha Smikle

Flower Beds

“Flower Beds by Maisie Aletha Smikle

Flower beds in a row
Like tic toc toe
Spread the mulch
Pluck the weeds and mow

Water the flower beds
And flowers will bud
Colorful blooms
All season long

Welcome the sunshine
From heaven’s furnace
Anchored far up in the sky
Gentle rays beam from up above

A round ball of fire way up in the sky
Always suspended in the anchored sky
Shines its radiant beams from way up high
Warming the sprouting flower beds

Sunlight Moonlight Starlight
Warm gentle and bright
Make the flower beds bright
Glowing softly in the night

Thanks for the moon
Thanks for the stars
Thanks for the sun
Thanks for the soft radiant beams of light

That make the flower beds beautiful and bright
In colorful shades of red
Yellow orange black pink
Purple green and white

In the blooming flower bed
Sat a rabbit called Skip
Watching the horizon as the circle of fire slowly dip
Diving slowly into the ocean deep”

― Maisie Aletha Smikle

Life's Path

“Life's Path by Maisie Aletha Smikle

Life is a path we must travel
Life is a book we must read
Your path is yours
My path is mine

Imaginary paths they are
Carved for all
Some paths are long
Some paths are short

Along our paths we must go
To reach the end we must
Paths may be rocky
Paths may be paved

Paths may have detours
Paths may have cul-de-sacs
Turn around at the cul-de-sacs
Re-route at the detours

For on your path you must return
Don't hurry to reach the end
Don't stop at the path's bend
That is not where it ends

Along the path may be thieves
Lurking waiting to steal
What you have gathered and accumulated
And saved along life's journey

Along life's path may be starving vultures
Hoping for misfortunes
Hovering for carcasses
Hawking distractions hoping for destruction

Along life’s path may be good Samaritans
Wishing and hoping for the very best
To succeed at the Creator's tests
And hoping always you’d be at your utmost best

Along life’s path there is One
Who wants to accompany you
Take Him with you
Til your journey ends”

― Maisie Aletha Smikle

The End of What Begun

“The End of What Begun by Maisie Aletha Smikle

All that begun
Have spun
Time has come
Thread is always broken at the end

Teeth clatter
Fowls flutter
All that matter
Went clitter clatter

Mountains shuddered and fled
To roaring river beds
Valleys climbed up instead
Rocks flew topsy turvy hitting everybody's head

Trees took refuge in caves
Sparrows flew by and waved
Bringing news of a tidal wave
Into caves splashed the waves

Caves caved in
And there was no inn
The inns caved in
And waves dived in

Grasping tree trunks
Carried by the waves
Floating on the ebb of the tide
Animals and all glide and took a ride

A ride to hide from an end
Which has come
For what had begun
Has spun reaching it's broken end”

― Maisie Aletha Smikle

Ocean

“Ocean by Maisie Aletha Smikle

Lovely beautiful blue ocean
From whence did you come?
The earth you have graced
Creatures you have embraced

A home you have been to many
The great black whale
Fishes and eels
Corals and reefs

Oh from whence did you come?
Oh great vast wide ocean
Enough raindrops could not fill the ocean’s basin
Neither melted snow or hail

From whence did all the salt come?
To season water so vast
Just in the right portion
Neither tasteless or too salty

Water that never depletes
Dissipate or evaporate
Since the world began
Water that is always tasty

No matter the amount
Of tasteless crystal raindrops
That is added to the ocean’s wide basin
It’s always seasoned just right

Not too salty
Not too tasteless
Indeed our Creator is the best
Always working...Keeping the ocean at it's best”

― Maisie Aletha Smikle

Thanks

“Thanks by Maisie Aletha Smikle

Giving thanks need no ranks
From the dinosaurs to the ants
Thanks for all
Great and small

Giving thanks is an everyday affair
Even though Thanksgiving comes but once a year
A thank you we must share
Giving thanks for what is dear

Be it far
Or be it near
Thanks for things present
Even though you may receive no presents

Thanks for the past
Oh Lord how time goes by fast
Thanks for the future
For indeed we have been given nature

Water that rains from up above
Springs that emerge from the rocks beneath
To nourish and make all things flourish
Without which all would perish

Food that grows
Trees that bloom
Flowers that calm
And herbs for balm

Giving thanks may sometimes make you sad
If you recall something bad
Give thanks for all things good
And the times you have withstood”

― Maisie Aletha Smikle