Dancing Embers

Watching a fire burning in the fireplace is mesmerizing.  The dancing flames seem to take on a life all their own, swaying as if in a gentle breeze.  And it appears to be that time of year again.  Admittedly, fall is not my favorite season, though I do enjoy the brilliant colors as leaves turn various shades and hues before cascading down to replenish the earth.  I also tend to find the cold rain on dark and dreary days a bit depressing… yet, I do like the time to slow down, gather in, and observe nature’s changing moods. 

 We shiver as the cold air closes in around us, put on a warm sweater, or wrap ourselves in a cozy quilt or blanket, and grab a good book to read.  The flowers faded long ago as their greenery wilted, and the gardens have been put to rest for another season.  Soon pristine white flakes will flutter down to cover the drab browns and grays as winter’s blanket settles upon the earth… in a relentless cycle of time.

 This poem was among my earliest, written in 2013.  And, once again, I find myself sitting in front of the pellet stove, missing our trusty old woodstove, gazing at the small fire that slowly begins to burn.  As the fire is fed and builds momentum, its heat slowly radiates outward, and I take time to pursue thoughts that ramble… time to think about life… time to ponder where all the years have gone… time to worry… time to realize I need to give those frets to God… time to plan next year’s gardens… time to consider chores on my endless to-do list… and time to contemplate the innumerable blessings God has given us all.  Blessings in an every-day hectic life that we so often take for granted. 

Dancing Embers

Linda A. Roorda

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On a cold wintry night

Sitting quiet by the fire

A welcomed rest and retreat

Watching embers glow bright

Dancing as in a breeze

Pausing to think and reflect…

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On blessings clearly seen

In ways beyond counting,

On those hid from view

Only the heart can perceive…

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On a life oft’ encumbered

With worries, frets and woes,

On dreams gone up in flames

Leaving memories behind…

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But then I remember

One who softly entreats

Draw near to Me

And release your burdens

For I’ll care for you

Each step of the way.

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Jan/Feb 2013

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