Daily Light #73 ~ Truth and Justice

Psalm 119: 114, 116-117; 123-128, New Living Translation

You are my refuge and my shield;

your word is my source of hope.

LORD, sustain me as you promised, that I may live!

Do not let my hope be crushed.

Sustain me, and I will be rescued;

then I will meditate continually on your decrees.


My eyes strain to see your rescue,

to see the truth of your promise fulfilled.

I am your servant; deal with me in unfailing love,

and teach me your decrees.

Give discernment to me, your servant;

then I will understand your laws.

LORD, it is time for you to act,

for these evil people have violated your instructions.

Truly, I love your commands

more than gold, even the finest gold.

Each of your commandments is right.

That is why I hate every false way.


“The LORD demands accurate scales and balances; he sets the standards for fairness.”

Proverbs 16:11, NLT


JESUS: “I was born and came into the world to testify to the truth.  All who love the truth recognize that what I say is true.” John 18:37, NLT

Love’s Singed Feathers

This is my attempt at the “shovel poem” form, in which you use a line/words from another poem.  The last word in each line forms the line of the poem you’ve chosen.  “Hope Is the Thing With Feathers”, by Emily Dickinson, follows my poem (also links to form & Emily’s poem).

Fallen from head-spinning height, heart without hope

Lying on sand where tender wavelets touch, whisper: is

Her soul still present, sighing, or shall we beckon the

Angels?  How quiet the wind, far-off wings…poor thing

She’s bereft, tears spilled on crushed pale seashells; with

Dregs of fantasy drained dry, and love’s singed feathers

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.



Let it die.


“Hope” is the thing with feathers

“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.

Daily Light #72 ~ Light For My Path

Psalm 119:103-105; 111-112, New Living Translation

How sweet your words taste to me;

they are sweeter than honey.

Your commandments give me understanding;

no wonder I hate every false way of life.

Your word is a lamp to guide my feet

and a light for my path.


Your laws are my treasure;

they are my heart’s delight.

I am determined to keep your decrees

to the very end.


“We can make our plans, but the LORD determines our steps.” 

Proverbs 16:9, NLT