All God’s Creatures Thank Him

Shared with the Writers’ Pantry at PSU. Inspired by one of the psalms that I read this morning. 🙂


The little bird, when it chirps,
Does it speak to its Creator?
Before it carries away crumbs,
Does it thank God for what comes?

The majestic eagle, when it flies,
One higher does it recognize?
Him who gave it talons and wings,
Deserves great praise from all things.

brown and gray bird
Photo by Jean van der Meulen on Pexels.com

Awaiting Spring

I almost forgot to post a décima for this week’s challenge (“spring” in the A rhyme line). I’ve written two of them this week, and this is the one that I think is better. 🙂

Expectantly, we wait for spring,
We await the rivers’ flowing
And sapling greenery growing,
As meadows with sparrow-song ring.

Now winter still is felt. Its sting
Admittedly not so severe
In northern places, over here
In California, still is felt.
There are distinct ices to melt:
One which most needs to go is fear.

Ronovan Writes Decima Challenge Image
That brings me to what I am loving today: the weather in California. Even a cold and grayish day such as today is not actually cold.