By Meredith Dinsdale
This poem is, for me, an extension of Psalm 139 which covers how intimately the Lord knows us, for he created us, and how he waits over us as we become fully who we are created to be as he leads us in “the way everlasting.”
Mountains are Your majesty
And flowers touched delicately
Oceans churn with veiled world
And rivers carve their freedom
Yet You know me
For You made me
In the midst of mountains
And the coast of seas
My purposeful Creator
It’s in Your image You made me
And I’m ready to know
Who You wait for me to be
Your perfect water sculptures made
When icy breath halts misty haze
Then summer sunset colors drip
Off the quill of You my Creator
On the banks of raging rivers
Under illuminated canopies
My purposeful Creator
It’s in Your image You made me
And I’m ready to know
Who You wait for me to be
I’m ready.
If you liked this poem, check out: Twenty-One
Meredith currently lives in Aspen, Colorado but grew up in Bellevue, Washington. She moved to Aspen after graduating in 2005 from Cal PolySan Luis Obispo with a degree in English, a minor in Philosophy, the basics of bee keeping, and an intro to cattle fitting.