Promise

It is not raining rain to me, 

It's raining daffodils

Robert Loveman

Promise

By Elece Hollis

Promise of sunshine tightly curled 

In each swelling bud,

Promise of sunshine and warmer days,

Promise of gardens and summer squash,

Promise of blackberries ripening on the bush,

Of cool green shade and sips of sweet lemonade.

Promise so immense it cannot be contained 

In a tiny seed, in a tight stem, in a swollen bud

Promise of sunshine–– break out! 

I am ready for you.

©2014 Elece Hollis , author of Meet God in the Morning, Poems from the Heart of Prayer,

 a devotional book with poems by Helen Steiner Rice. Find this book.

Dance Anyway

Dance, then, wherever you may be; 

And I'll lead you all in the dance said he.

Sydney Carter

Dance Anyway

By Elece Hollis

Little flower in the grass

With leaves like hearts,

Fairies of February

Your tiny green buds 

Pop open white then 

Unfold to show pink

And I walk past.

You wave at passersby

But no one sees. You 

Are too plain––too small

The world takes no note;

You are no bright red tulip

No splendid rose; but dance 

In the chill breeze you will

And sing of spring coming!

©2014 Elece Hollis , author of Meet God in the Morning, Poems from the Heart of Prayer,

 a devotional book with poems by Helen Steiner Rice. Find this book.

Rainbow Colors

God passes through the thicket of the world, and wherever his glance falls he turns all things to beauty.

 Saint John of the Cross

Rainbow

By Elece Hollis

After a rain sunlight passing through the wet

Splits light into slivers––pieces, 

Bends it into rainbows.

After the darkness and void through the mist

A voice thundered "Let there be light!"

And there was color.

After forty days of flood through the window

Flew a white dove with a green leaf 

Love bent his first bow.