A Poem By Damaris Ann // 1/5/2017

When I look at the sky, and see ten thousand stars
Cradled in Your loving hand,
I take a moment and ponder on the wonders
And the vastness of Your Land.
Your majesty and Your infinite Being
Of holiness and glory;
Your gentle eyes on me that are always seeing
My poor and finite story.
Poor and finite no more: for You have done a work;
You have made me immortal;
As Holy King You lift me gently when I shirk,
You've opened Heaven's portal.




Madalyn Clare | Thu, 01/05/2017

Introverts unite!
From the comfort of your own homes!

Oh my! You sure know how to

Oh my! You sure know how to write the sweetest comments. :) made my day!

Damaris Ann | Thu, 01/05/2017

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

This was so beautiful and

This was so beautiful and soothing. I felt myself standing underneath ten thousand stars and rather than an overwhelming, piercing feeling, you surprised with language such as "cradled" and "gentle", and I just thought that was so, so beautiful and unexpected. It made me experience a sense of intimacy when I tend to experience a sense of vastness while stargazing. So thank you for that alternative experience and for putting me in that place! (Because "gentle" stood out so much to me, it jumped out to me slightly that you used it a second time. Maybe consider another word? -- Though I know authors sometimes repeat words, especially in poetry, for lilting emphasis. So maybe that was what you were going for, and I just missed it because I paid such attention to the initial "gentle", haha.)

Sarah Bethany | Thu, 01/05/2017

Lovely poem! I love

Lovely poem! I love stargazing. : ) The poem itself but especially the intro reminds me of the song "Majesty and Glory," and the Psalm that was based on it (8 I think?) Ditto to Sarah Bethany on the delightful surprise of "gentle" and the coziness of the poem versus the smallness we can feel when stargazing. One little thing - "infinitesimal" means "immeasurably or incalculably small." I think you were going for the opposite meaning there! : )

Hannah D. | Mon, 01/09/2017

"Reason itself is a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all." - G. K. Chesterton

Hehe I'm known to be a

Hehe I'm known to be a borderline fangirl sometimes, so... yeah. I loved this poem, if it weren't all that obvious yet. Damaris, all of your posts make me so happy I can't contain it, ok? You're so good at writing fiction AND poetry, and they all inspire me! If that's not weird. Reading your posts are so much fun!

Madalyn Clare | Tue, 01/10/2017

Introverts unite!
From the comfort of your own homes!

Great writing! :)


Sarah Liz | Wed, 01/11/2017

"Knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad." ~ Anonymous

Thank you all so much for

Thank you all so much for your sweet comments. I'm so behind in all things Apricotpie, and I'm sorry that I've taken forever to respond. I promise, I've read your comments as hey we're posted, and treasured each and every one (even the fangirling, Nerys :)). <3
Sarah Bethany: I hadn't even though about the fact that I used "gentle" twice...looking at it, I think I will take it out.
Hannah: oh my! Yes, I was going for "infinite", so I suppose I will be changing that line, as well. :) thank you very much for pointing that out. :)
You ladies are all so special, and I'm thankful for each one of you. :) thanks again for commenting.

Damaris Ann | Sat, 01/14/2017

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.


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