January 13th, 2026

Today’s poem was originally written May 12th, 2021.

Sacred Things

The sights and sounds of nature

God speaks in the sounds of birds singing

His spirit is felt in the cool breeze 

His presence is all around 

As the sun warms my skin 

And the breeze it feels like a human embrace

The plant life is alive and flourishing 

Blades of grass push through the earth, seeking the sun

Trees are budding, leaves are sprouting freely they protect and comfort

Nature speaks through all the seasons of life

Spring, summer, autumn and winter like conception, birth, living and dying

God is never far away

God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.  

Who was...
Who is...
Who will always be.
The beginning and the end.
The great I AM. 

~ C. A. Robinson
    May 12th, 2021
    Time: 1642
    Place: Sodalis Nature Park

I love reading this, the words are soothing like time caressing my soul. I see the words and my thoughts transport me back in time, sort of time walking. I can feel the wind and smell the scents of nature itself.

Nature may not be “your thing” but I would be willing to say that you do have “a thing” that fills you for no other reason than, it does! I encourage you to find your “thing”, some call it a passion, others might say its purpose or a calling. Do things that fill your soul, not empty it. Life is challenging, and we weren’t promised it would be easy. However, we were assured that life itself is incredibly precious.

As I find myself aging, I find my curiosity for things is not diminished but instead, changing. In fact, I would say that my curiosities have narrowed to more precise things verses a broader sense of learning and exploration. My tenacity for life is strong, though I admit I often feel surrounded by imaginary arrows trying to intimidate me into surrendering to the world’s false narrative, shouting “this is all there is. Accept the defeat.” I’m reminded of a saying, “Battles are won and lost, but Victory has already been claimed.”

The Bible tells us that Jesus has already won the battle, death has been defeated. The security of our souls is secured by the acceptance of Jesus, as our personal Lord and Savior.

“Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is your sting? O Hades, where is your victory? The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ”. — 1 Corinthians 15:54-57

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” —John 16:33

Friends, go find your “thing” throw your passion into and live trusting in God for everything.

Some of my “Things”:

• Writing 📝
• Taking photos 📸
• Reading 📚
• Listening to books 🎧
• Going for long drives 🚗
• Spending time with family 🏠
• Walt Disney World ❤️🖤
• Pledge The Pink 🦩🩷
• Nature 🍁🪾🌱🍀🌾🌸

~Charlotte, Striving Towards Genuine Authentic Living As A Child Of God 💞

Hello friends,

I am reminiscing at the moment. I have tried writing poetry in the past, mostly a collections of thoughts put to words. I have been yearning for a connect to what I have written in the past and thought why not share, my hope is that my words could be therapeutic to someone else. I believe God would want me to share and through the Holy Spirit could help others. This is my medium for doing so.

The first poem I wish to share, I originally called it a Sonnet but it is not.

A sonnet is a 14-line poem, traditionally written in iambic pentameter (ten syllables per line with a soft/loud rhythm) and following a strict rhyme scheme, that explores a single idea or feeling, often with a turn in thought (volta) before the conclusion.

The original title was:

Life Sonnet 10.11.22

Circles go round
Season always passing
Years flying by

Hair once golden
Silver now abounds
Thinning each day

From womb bursting
Discovery of youth
Reconciling dated age

Rich soil planting
Cultivated earth growing
Mature fields harvest

Speaking to say
Listening to hear
Meditating to understand 

Alone not I
Not me alone
God with me

Spirit in us 
Jesus our Savior
God our Father 

Alpha and Omega
Beginning and End
Always and Forevermore 

Charlotte Robinson©️
October 11th, 2022

This poem more closely resembles a Roundelay, a lyric poem traditionally with 24 lines, featuring repeating refrains and rhyme.

“And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” —Matthew 28:20b

I love this verse where Jesus promises His disciples, “And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age” (NIV) or “…even unto the end of the world” (KJV), assuring His perpetual presence with believers. This powerful promise signifies that God’s presence isn’t just physical but through His Holy Spirit, offering guidance, comfort, and assurance through all of life’s trials. 

We are never alone! Hallelujah Amen!

~Charlotte, Striving Towards Genuine Authentic Living As A Child Of God 💞