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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Breathe (08/19/10)

TITLE: The Breath of God
By Heather MacInnis
08/24/10


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I sit on a hill
By the old maple tree that I used to climb. . . .
Sap is flowing through its ancient trunk
To the massive crown of leaves above me now.
There’s a ring of scars where it’s been tapped—
Time and again—year after year;
I press my finger into one of those holes
Just as Jesus bid Thomas touch the hand of God,
And I pray for all doubts to disappear.

The impish fingers of the lush green grass tickle my legs
And invite me to play—as I used to do so long ago.
Dandelion chains and daisy secrets
Tempt me back in time,
But without a friend’s carefree, childish laughter . . .
Their charm is gone.
Like Adam in the garden bearing the burden of knowledge,
I now know how silly I would look
To pretend I hadn’t a care in the world.

I close my eyes
And from off in the distance, an owl calls my name,
While nearer still the robins sing and blue jays call.
Mice scurry beneath the ground,
And squirrels and chipmunks gossip as they gather.
The earth is alive; the fields are joyful; the trees rejoice.

I trace the name on the granite slab and whisper,
“Good-bye, my sweet, my lover, my friend.”

The stone is cold and still.

A gentle breeze strokes my cheek
And whispers in my heart.
Sunshine caresses my shoulder and bids me rise
To hope, to life, to joy.


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Mildred Sheldon08/26/10
Thank you for this lovely poem. The breath of God truly is awesome. I enjoyed this very much. God bless.
Joyce Morse08/26/10
I love this poem! The imagery is wonderful and very touching without being overdone. You did a great job of telling a story in such few words.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 08/28/10
This is beautiful. It moves slowly and painfully which pulls me in and I feel the sadness of the MC. Beautifully done. I think some may think you missed the topic, but you definitely touched my heart. And that is what matters most.
Nancy Bucca08/30/10
What a word picture! I could feel the forest coming to life. The message was clear. Well done.
Charla Diehl 08/30/10
This tender poem ends with a promise of better days ahead. . . and it touched me.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 09/02/10
Congratulations for placing in the top 7 of your level.