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My First Poem
I still remember the first poem I ever wrote, although I don’t remember my exact age. Perhaps eighth grade, the year I won a NIV children’s version Bible at school and the year we lost my grandpa. For the first time, I had my own Bible, one I could actually understand without having to wade through countless thees and thous and whosovers.
For the first time I read the Bible because I wanted to. I wrote notes in the margins and underlined verses. The things I’d head all of my life took root and grew within me. For the first time, I felt a deep connection to my personal Savior.
That year, we kept our horses at my parents’ new property out in the country. Every few days we’d drive out to ride them and make sure they had enough water and food while my parents did something on the property. We also had a lot of snow. I yearned for a one-horse open sleigh (although I had no harness nor a horse with training to pull the sleigh).
I contented myself with riding bareback around our little valley, singing Christmas carols at the top of my lungs to the cottontails and my patient mount. Occasionally, I would stop and lean on Prince’s mane and watch snowflakes drift down from the dappled sky.
Poetry Lurks in Unexpected Places
And I would think. Think about what I’d read in my Bible, about God, the incarnation, and what Jesus’ sacrifice meant for me. My poem composed itself as Prince walked across the snow-covered valley, nostrils flaring at each unexpected movement. His hoofs made only a dull thud with each step, the usual clip-clop muffled in soft whiteness.
A single star
Shines its light
Upon the snowy land.
It blinks its all
Important message to
Those who'll understand.
With the quiet gray of dawn
it slowly fades away.
And all that's left is
Just a memory of
What it had to say.
What about you? Has a poem every found you in an unexpected place?