Hidden Between the Rows

“What creepth here beneath the light;

Moving about without a sight?

Little frog,

Or cricket so.

A snake,

A bug,

I do not know.

You’ll keep me safe,

This I know,

As I till among my garden row.”

 

“I know all the birds of the hills,

And all that moves in the field is Mine.”

Psalm 50:11 (ESV)

Poem by denisebalog©

Photos by denisebalog©2018

Walk About Zion

2018-Watermark

“There’s a kitty hiding,

Or maybe it’s two.

Poking around the corner

Peeking out at you.

“Walk about Zion”

Each they go.

Circling around her towers

In search for;

Well you know.

Turn on any corner.

Walk up narrow streets.

You’re sure to find a kitty

In every place we meet.”

 

“Walk about Zion,

And go all around her.

Count her towers;

Mark well her bulwarks;

That you may tell it to the

Generation following.

Psalm 48:12:13 NKJV

 

Poem by denisebalog©2018

Photo by denisebalog©2018 in Jerusalem