Amber butterflies stream from mosaic windows like oracles of light. Warm rays splash like gold leaf across alabaster faces. Stone statues bathed in the glow of flickering candles; the fires of God’s Holy Spirit ascending from the depths of man’s will.

A sepulcher built for prayers to rise within the voice of man’s heart. To kneel in the presence of God, and follow the rivals of truth into this holy dwelling place. A gateway for truth to become sparkling gems in the kingdom’s chalice; standing against time with the trumpeters of heaven.

The chalice of truth, like the Ark of the Covenant, is waiting to be revealed. Venom spews from the pews of idolatry. There are no boundaries in God’s kingdom; the chalice is lit for all to see and drink from.

Sunburst over inspiration
A staircase for searching
Communion with destiny
Fragrant path that climbs
Lifting above golden fog
Through earth’s gateway
Cobblestoned joy arising
An ember glowing within
Thoughts transcended up
Solitary insight of insight
Beyond the cares of living
Into God’s manifestation
Within your very presence
Being within being united
Learning to walk with God

©Kathy Paysen 2009

Peace holds our heart's locket
A golden frame of our destiny
White doves of Christmas joy
Lifting us from humanity's sea
Autumn hearts curl in the wind
Winter's waters flow into bliss
Heaven's brides raptured high
To receive the East star's kiss
Caressed by evening divinity
Lights of God's countenance
The wedding of our salvation
Joyfully sings our providence
We carry Christ in our hearts
Our heart's locket holds peace

Kathy Paysen 2009

As the moon rises over the earth
Magical thoughts soar into space
Minds fall in orbit around quilts
Patchworks of memories floating
Like white feathers softly blowing
The magic of time falling like down
Soft pillows for each child to dream
To stir up the fancy of imaginations
Guardians of angels leading legions
Of children to walk through heaven
A journey to taste the fruit of truth
God is the sweetness of our destiny
The tangible love of mere innocence
Walking into peaceful dreamscapes
To plant seeds of His righteousness

©Kathy Paysen 2009

Nature’s bridge tangled free
Crossing into day’s majesty
A world’s vision in between
Need and what hearts glean
A school of fish into the sea
A flock of birds in rhapsody
Quest upon stepping stones
Solitude knit in tired bones
Immersed in treasures of air
Free falling into our despair
Caught in a world of imagery
Transfigured into our destiny
Surrounded in nature’s stead
Planting seeds in loving heads
Romanced by the rolling river
A Kingdom our God delivered

©Kathy Paysen 2009

Mountains’ blush
Rush of ecstasy
Hush of clouds
God’s symphony

A bronze brush
Gush of the sea
Lush of sunlight
Illuminating me

A rush of breath
Sun brushed hair
Hushing my spirit
In glorious fanfare

Mountains’ blush
Rush of ecstasy
Hush of clouds
God’s symphony

©Kathy Paysen 2009

Our minds are stratified. Year after year, layer after layer, colorful images collect and petrify in our being. These living monuments are who we are. We chisel and hammer to return to a more youthful stratum, but of course that is not what nature intended. Our age and character are formed by each living layer.

The foundations of our life are formulated before we can even feed and speak for ourselves. Science and religion both agree that there is a code embedded in us at the moment of conception. Our initial foundation was conceived before we were conceived. We are not accidents; we were formed for a purpose.

Soft pastels brush on Tibet’s peaks
Like the petals of blushing cheeks
Blossoming into a glowing sunrise
Surrendering to the blue shadows
Bursting over the Earth’s horizon
To slumber over peaceful valleys
Sitting majestically in green hearts
Holding the compassionate tears
Of Creation’s loving eyes welling
Tears of joy on Himalayan children
Destined to deliver God’s kindness
As prayers rise in storming clouds

“My religion is very simple.
My religion is kindness.” – Dalai Lama

©Kathy Paysen 2009

A black sea swallowed infinity
Into a vortex of eternal voices

Growing in a universe’s womb
Expanding in a creation’s mind

Delivering light in a dense night
Preparing for the birth of God

God lives in us, and through us
Nothing separates us from God

We are one with God’s destiny

©Kathy Paysen 2009

Should we render all authority to Caesar,
Or should we give God what belongs to God?
If by chance, we turn from our loving God,
Does Caesar become the heir of all our living?
When we magnify Caesar’s authority,
Are we denouncing our God given rights?

Freedom is not a scale of justice,
Rather, it is the wisdom to discern
God in all you do and all you say.
When you find God, you find your way,
Back to the balance of God and being governed.

Caesar does not carry the olive branch to the people,
He merely wears it as a crown.
Trust in God, In God we trust.

It is possible that we can find rebirth
In the pangs of knowing how authority
Speaks, and where authority rests.

©Kathy Paysen 2009