Category: Poetry
Stills
Stills Memories of you and I Speak softly from the bye and bye Words once spoken now are gone Another day another dawn Flowers take showers in the morning dew Precious moments spent with you Love like water overflowing Fills my heart and stills the morning – C. S. Craig
Pages and Ages
Pages and Ages Down through the ages On all of history’s pages The story that still amazes Is that Christ died to save us God inspires from Heaven above Silent words of justice and love So very compelling is the story Of the cross of Christ and His seat in glory Writing for the Lord I seek not fame Only…
Winter Wonderland
Reality Reflected
Reality Reflected Blue is the radiance that surrounds His Throne Blue is the sky above the earth Green is the light that encircles His Glory Green is the covering over the earth. – C. S. Craig
Memories
Memories Memories are the ordinances against us And stand before judgment we must Memory records personal histories The secrets and unsolved mysteries All our works both good and bad Memories we wish we never had Oh, but why did we learn so late Not to make the memories we hate The voice that fell on deaf ears Was the wisdom…
Gravelords
Gravelords Death belongs to the grave-lords of the endless night Who chose their tabernacle of ruin minus light. Refusing to believe and give Christ the reigns They now walk in lust-fires tortured in chains. In the glory of self-hood and worldly charms They died alone in ego’s arms. – C. S. Craig
A Cap or a Crown
Before Time
Before Time God’s thinking was creation Before the beginning of time God must become one of us And enter the world of time God’s thoughts were brace Before the beginning of time Christ must die for us Or cancel the beginning of time God’s thoughts were love Before the beginning of time The name of Love was Jesus The beginning…
Creation
Creation The mountains kiss the sky and the clouds embrace the mountains; the wind whistles and the hills echo it down to the valleys; streams of clear water chuckle in rhythm; bees hum their tune— the flowers receive them in bloom; the birds sing their love songs; the trees of the forest clap their hands—all nature is harmony; … but,…
Wings of Night
Wings of Night As darkness settles on wings of night The fireplace warm and burning bright The children nestled under Daddy’s big arms Listening to words of mystical charm Stories from another time Real fantasy in the children’s mind Heroes and villains of long ago Stories of imagery we all know But Daddy’s voice soon fades away His words become…


