Some Philosophers

Some Philosophers

So limited perspective man,

Upon the earth so as he claws,

To grasp within the mind of him,

What Heaven and its light it draws.

So lofty and so arrogant,

With logic; self-inflated laud,

A crippl'ng, saddened point of view,

Ensnares him from the mind of God!

Peter Lowell Paulson

December 31, 2015

A Manger and a Star

A Manger and a Star

A manger and a star one night in tiny Bethlehem,

Brought forth a weary couple, and a babe was born to them,

How could they know the babe was born for all; not just for some,

As prophets said in days of old into this world he'd come.

Amid the ordered chaos man would search with eyes and ears,

But, now God sent his only son to rend the veil of tears,

To rid us all from earthly woe; he would bear every scar,

Rejoined with us this very night; a manger and a star.

Oh now, Dear One, your life begins on lowly manger hay,

The star still guides all wise men on each Holy, Christmas day,

This joy for each and every one; in nation near and far,

All hope and love revealed within a manger and a star!

Peter Lowell Paulson

December 24, 2015

Hope of the World

Hope of the World

Hope of the world,

Born of God, and unto man,

But, why?

To die upon a cross to save us?

From whom?

What profit anyone to prophecy-

And, point to you…

Unless,

Unless,

You are the one they say you are.

Hope of the world,

Born of God, and unto men,

And, what of them?

To leave their nets,

And, walk with you,

With suffering and sacrifice,

What profit anyone to testify-

And, point to you…

Unless,

Unless,

You are the one they say you are.

Hope of the world,

Born of God, and unto us,

Is this not a newer day?

Where man has mastered mindful things,

Are there poor in spirit,

Meek and mournful,

Those who hunger still for righteousness,

We fail; we fall; we falter still,

We reach to One to pull us through,

What profit anyone to follow…

Unless,

Unless,

You are the One they say you are!

Peter Lowell Paulson

December 21, 2015

Light Up the World at Christmas Time

Light Up the World at Christmas Time

Light up the world at Christmas time,

As simple wonder starts to climb,

As ornaments once more are free,

To finely rest on glowing tree.

Light up the world at Christmas time,

And, fill the air with song and rhyme,

All children running to and fro,

With gifts which Santa will bestow.

Light up the world at Christmas time,

For out of darkness joy sublime-

Will fill each heart with warmth and peace,

And, offer souls their calm release.

Peter Lowell Paulson

December 13, 2015

David and Goliath

David and Goliath

This night before a battle drawn,

At dawn I meet my foe,

One Philistine; a beast of brawn,

Will tarry far below.

And, I a humble man of God,

From you I draw all grace,

Each day I give you praise and laud,

E'en in this terror I face.

I ask you Lord for strength to give,

For true and steady arm,

That Israel once more may live,

Away from ill and harm.

Now, as the sun begins to rise,

On Elah's grassy vale,

I stare into Goliath's eyes,

And, hear his fearsome wail!

For from my leather sling; a stone,

Has torn into his head,

And, on the field I stand alone,

Above the one who's dead.

And, now a kneeling shepherd boy,

Sends prayers and offerings,

All Israel raise shouts of joy,

Unto your King of Kings!

Peter Lowell Paulson

November 3, 2015

A Deep Inviting Wood

A Deep Inviting Wood

Still, still my heart,

I am called to a deep inviting wood,

The leaf blown path beckons,

And, I need only to step,

Yes, step inside,

Yet, until now unmoved,

I peer,

What is beyond the bend unseen?

A hill or vale,

Or glassy sea,

And, I decide to move,

To break the bonds,

Untie each tendril of a tethered world,

I step,

I walk,

I run…

Thrilled and enthralled,

Unfettered,

Forward,

Free!

Peter Lowell Paulson

November 24, 2015

Cold

Cold

Fingers freezing; frosty days,

Ice upon the window plays,

Autumn chills; with skill she hones,

Tapping shiv’ring shoulder bones.

Shirt and sweater; scarf and coat,

Warmer weather now remote,

Hearth and home; my full desire,

Think I’ll build a raging fire!

Peter Lowell Paulson

October 17, 2015