I really want to know what do YOU see @ WDYS
Eugenia …. suggests a Monoku a type of poem which is made up of a single horizontal line. Traditionally considered as a haiku writing, it is currently accepted as a variant of the haiku form of poetry. Monoku emerged as an independent style of poetry in the 1970s.
Unlike the Haiku which is made up of three outlines with a total of seventeen syllables, Monoku features a single line consisting of seventeen syllables or even fewer.
It contains a pause brought about by speech rhythm with slight or no punctuation. The first letter should not be capitalized – but instead written in lower case.
I’ll try the above form written for WDYS click here to join
Prompt image below
Life first, we begin; begin the climb! Upward sometimes; we fall as Christ fell three times as He rose to His destination the Cross. We also have a destination, but first, we must climb those worn steps covered with roses with thorns, sad times, and tearful times. He gives us an example; He is the only person born to die, as we are born to live and live again forever if we follow Him.
Now WHAT DO YOU SEE from the photo above.
Before I die, something that is before me constantly.
Realizing most people these days feel that everyone goes to heaven, there is no hell, they want to believe. That is what makes them comfortable. I pray not to be so presumptuous; I know that only a few get to heaven, those who die in the State of Grace, without severe unrepented sin. Mathew chapter seven “Not every one that saith to me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven: but he that doth the will of my Father who is in heaven, he shall enter into the kingdom of heaven.”
My post here; knowing well it is impossible to change anyone; only God can do that when asked of Him. For me doing God’s Will no matter how difficult it is, not making excuses to do MY will instead of the Will of God is what I must continue living for, praying, and depending on Him. Before I die, I MUST NOT FALL!
My inspiration from the image presented below by one of my favorite bloggers at #Keepitalive
Look and see the wonders of Thee!
Your creations, a celestial star we call the Sun
Our gift — to give us what we need!
Your feathered friends graced with wings.
Sing and dance, surrounded by a painted sky
Oh, and so high! A child sees!
A child as to us created in your image —
To live forever with Thee!
Lately, I have been spreading my wings and trying to write short stories. So I begin with this beautiful photo ABOVE. One day an angel from heaven overheard a mother and her tiny child speaking as they walked through the forest. "Do you see those beautiful rays flowing down from heaven upon God's earth? Those are graces He gives us always, but sometimes like now, when the sun is waking up and peeking through the clouds and trees, we can see those graces. Yes, they flow down, but I feel like they can be thought of as a ladder-like daddy has to climb up. Up, up if only we could, like the birds we would see so far overall these treetops." The little angel was so happy to listen; the angel flew back to tell God how much they appreciated Him and His gift of grace. God said, "If only the entire world could be so wise. Peace would be the reward."