Darkness A pinprick of light Sound overwhelming Brighter, brighter Screams Floating Flying Freedom? No Dreaming Waking Breathe
Hope is not a strategy He said. No. It is a way to live in God. Hope in God. Hope in Love. God is Love and He has never failed me.
Today is it My birthday Wonderful start Lots of fun things to do Even on a Tuesday Good meals Good dessert Saw a post from you So excited after such a long silence A reminder post Reminder of all I’ve lost Pain
I am a tiny green bulb I push my way up through the cold earth Up, up, up Air – finally I sprout, growing Toward the sun Stretch, stretch, stretch I swell, I ripen Out comes my color Small at first Then bigger, bigger Pop my petals Shoot out Bloom
A barren tree, I stand alone. Frigid breezes rip at me. They have been here before, They show no signs of abating. Some day I might lose a limb. Some day when the wind howls and Blows its roaring breath at me. I will break and fall, Down, Down, Down.