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Today, Tomorrow’s Yesterday
Today is tomorrow's yesterday,
a powerful reminder of our
interconnected journey of belief
and faith.
Today will stand boldly at the center
stage, radiating purpose, charm,
and grace. As the curtain falls at
the end of the day, the sunset
gracefully steps in, revealing the
brilliance of Heaven's realm in
full display.
Tomorrow’s dawn will show its
face, bidding farewell to today
with grace and offering the
promise of a brand-new day.
Once again, it will gently fade
into the vibrant tapestry of
yesterday.
As the sun rises once more, it
fulfills today as tomorrow's
yesterday, illuminating the
contours of the Earth’s surface
and hidden places.
©2025:Qbenja|EiE
"A Perfect Summer Sun"
Today, with a French vanilla coffee in hand, I had a plan.
I gathered my sun hat, glasses, and lotion to ward off a tan
and stepped onto the porch, secretly hoping for rain as my
bare feet found comfort on the deck's natural wooden grain.
I moved to the railing to watch the perfect day unveiling.
The vast blue sky around me was clear and incredibly bright;
with not a cloud in sight. There was no reason to ask why,
the fiery sun rays bid the clouds goodbye.
Lord, all I can say is that it's going to be a hot summer day.
Squinting towards the heavens with a narrowed gaze,
I outstretched my arms in a hallelujah praise, embracing
heaven’s readiness to welcome the day. It was a splendid
morning to count my blessings one by one and to breathe
in the scent of French vanilla mixed with the sun's warmth.
The sun's rays swarmed in like streetlights piercing the dark.
It was the perfect moment of the day to be humble at heart
and pay homage to our creator and His splendid work of art.
©2025:Qbenja|EiE
"Indeed, it was shaping up to be a scorcher of a day."
THE CALL OF SPRING
Witnessing the birth of Spring,
I can’t help but feel amazed by the
Joy of following nature's lead,
The freedom found in obedience.
Oh, how sweet it must be
To Spring forth in the calling season,
To hear the voice of its power,
Emerging just in time for the magic hour.
To display at the height of the day
And to humbly bow at the sun’s fade,
To rise again with radiance in
Celebration of a fresh Spring day.
To dance in the wind with ease,
Embracing the gentle breeze,
Basking in the warm sun’s rays,
As each selected petal splayed.
This is God’s artistry, His command,
His display—The Call of Spring
And its array of scented bouquets.
©2025:Qbenja|EiE
"Simply Beautiful - A Georgia Spring Thing"
Winter Wind Blows Again
A glance at the starry night
reveals the approach of Winter in sight.
The moon shines brightly, illuminating
the darkness as if it were daylight.
A gentle breeze filters through the thicket of trees,
caressing the few remaining leaves.
The colors from Autumn persist, showcasing
shades of red, yellow, orange, and green.
Just yesterday, the familiar trees stood thick as
thieves, telling the story of fading Autumn's glory.
The angle of the moonlight enhanced the radiant stars.
Against the dark backdrop, they seem softer,
rather than harsh.
It was a perfect scene as the cool wind howled and sang.
Only God knows what tomorrow will bring;
which song the coming Winter air will sing.
I pause to wonder if it will be a long, slow melody
of cold nights and frosty winds.
Or will it be the fast, flurry-filled winter,
bursting with snow flurries?
Whichever winter songs the winds bring,
we will live, love, and dance to the rhythm
of Mother Nature and the song she sings.
©Qbenja|EiE
"When Nature falls into Winter, it creates a beautiful sight to remember."
"If I Were A Rose"
If I were a Rose,
I would be a part of life's cherished memories.
The special days, holidays, and celebrated things.
As a rose, I would be the unspoken words
That brighten someone’s day and I would fill
Your heart with joy and bring a smile to your face.
If I were a Rose,
I would bud pretty in the Spring.
I would glister in the rain as my petals openly sang.
My stem would stretch tall and welcome the sun’s
Rays after the rain.
If I were a Rose,
I would be as colorful as a rainbow.
The mere sight of me would be simply wonderful.
I would unfurl my petals in the warm Summer
Breeze and fill the air with a sweet floral fragrance
Till Fall ceases.
As Winter begins,
My delicate petals will take flight with the wind.
My leaves are green no more
As they silently fall to the earth’s floor.
My stem, bare of the vibrant beauty that was there.
Even my thorns, my protector, unable to shield me
From the approaching Winter’s night air.
Just when I think all hope has gone away,
The cold and dark winter begin to fade.
Spring arrives again with its bright warm days.
The age-old ritual of romance permeates the air
As the eagerly awaited mating season begins.
The anticipation builds with each passing day
As we await her colorful display.
Every petal is a work of art, a testament of
Nature's beauty and the artistic hand of God.
If I were a Rose, I'd choose to be me:
Beautiful, Vibrant, and Colorfully Unique.
©2023Qbenja|EiE
Photo: Digital Design By Ralynn
“Silver Pebbles of Rain”
Silver pebbles of rain fell from the vast blue sky
in a synchronized dance in perfect harmony with
the heavenly choir, singing cries of praise to the
King of the Most High.
Silver Pebbles plunging to meet the earth’s floor,
a rush of emotions that cannot be ignored.
Tempers, we endure no more as understanding
rushes in like a wave surge from the ocean's floor.
The splendor of its touch, as it clings, offers a
sensational of freedom's ring.
As the heavens whispers its command, the silver
pebbles blend and mix with the earth's sand,
aligning to carry out Nature's meticulous plan.
The grass, flowers, and weeds all take notice to
flourish in the presence of its refreshing breeze.
The fouls of the air gather in harmony to sing in
celebration of Her nourishing treats.
Behold the enchanting east winds as it sweeps
through earth's atmosphere, sanitizing the air of
impurities. O' Silver Pebbles of Rain, we embrace
your gentle sting and we welcome the purity it brings.
© 2023 EIEexpressions
My Velvety Friend
"God's permanent presence is all around us"
I met a friend today...
He was dressed in such a lovely brown and black array.
He didn’t have much to say, yet he conveyed his greeting in
other ways.
With his wings spread wide and his impressive glide, he
took to the air. He repeated his ascent and descent, he was
captivating and intriguing with his showmanship.
From the moment he took flight, he captured my attention;
O' what a magnificent, unique, and colorful creature!
I stood up to give the performer a round of applause for an
amazing show and then gestured for him to come close.
I wasn't quite ready for him to leave just yet; thank God,
he obliged and took a seat beside me on the bench armrest.
I asked him, who dressed you so beautifully today? He
simply replied, "the hand of God." According to him, God
designed him this way as he recalled, it was on one of His
happy days. "It's a God thing", he smiled to say.
I complimented his creator's artistic ability and then asked
about the eyes on his wings, to which he explained that
they were not eyes but a creative addition, a design surprise.
I literally laughed out loud, held my smile as I pondered the
awesomeness of the transformation of life.
I confessed, he said, I wasn’t always a beautiful being, I
transformed over time; a rebirth by God's design. Rebirth!
I repeated, yes he said. Again, I wanted to laugh aloud but
saw the seriousness in his stare, so I held back instead. He
continue on to say, "Beautification involves notable and
lasting changes, significant to the growth process in order
to fulfill one's purpose in life."
As I meditated on his words, a thought came to mind; "Life
is a fixture beyond our control, yet it changes with time."
Therefore, we must adapt and evolve each day, embracing
new life experiences along the way.
Before leaving, he encouraged me to trust the process of
letting go and move forward. He believed it was God's
divine plan. I thanked him with a smile and extended my
hand. As he took flight, I asked aloud, will we ever meet
again? He said, "it's possible I'd drop in". I laughed and
waved goodbye to my newfound velvety friend.
©2023 Qbenja|EiE Nature's Psalm
Image by_ EiE Expressions