Haiku of Hope and Heaven

Haiku of Hope and Heaven. A Free Encouraging Poetry Book

"Haiku of Hope and Heaven" is the intellectual property of Alison Lawrence.

Cover photo credit: Thomas Despeyroux. Unsplash

Dedication

To my sister, Venetia Sweatman. Thanks for always being there for me.

"Though wilt shew me the path of life: in Thy presence is fullness of joy;

At Thy right hand there are pleasures forevermore."

Psalm 16: 11 (KJV)

Contents

Haiku of Hope and Heaven

Dedication

Contents

Leaning

Gardening

Late Lambs

Simple

Looking Forward

All

Refuge

Love Land

Jesus Joy

True Wealth

Sparrow

Building Up

Lighthouse

Call On Him

All I Need

Leaning

When my heart is full

of troubles, aches and trials

I lean more on You

Gardening

I didn't know then:

when I put the seeds to bed

birds would flit and feast

Late Lambs

I had two late lambs

doctor gave solemn warning

but God knit them well

Simple

My life is simple

no awards hang on the wall

but I am loved

Looking Forward

I do without now

patient in His love and care

I know Heaven waits

All

So many things abound

they cannot come close to God

my joy is in you

Refuge

An arbour of green

sweetest song and fruitful peace

A refuge is He

Love Land

How lovely this place

a love filled land so peaceful

where God counsels me

Jesus Joy

In joy filled beauty

my plate and cup abounding

because of Jesus

True Wealth

My wealth is hidden

in golden heavenly home

and within my heart

Sparrow

Soft little brown bird

gently trusts what You have said

he is seen and fed

Building Up

My home needs building

not wrecking and tearing down

It needs Jesus' love

Lighthouse

This little dwelling

has heavenly potential

to radiate love

Call On Him

My God will answer

in the cool, quiet morning

noon, or end of day

All I Need

I quiet busy thoughts

and lay aside my idols

satisfied at last

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