My lessons I hope to see

   Strangers. Rolling moments that catch
a glimpse of time swept gone. Yesterdays
that shake a goodbye too fast.

   Oh how the breath is still.
Dancing under midnight, star lit skies.
Cool inhale. Tight exhale.

   Life, love is grand or supposed to be
yet nerves rattle and steps too sharp. An
eye glistening echo. A time lost.

  Wind reminds us all that our thoughts
are heard. Our feelings watched. Oh a
whisper that rummages over my tongue,
in my throat. A cry halted in my mind.

  How do I step forward? How does an
imperfect human chose right? Jehovah,
I pray.

  My soul shakes. Shattered tears scramble
down my already red cheeks, licking the
tip of my button nose.

        A tiny cynical laugh calms.

  A slight curve overcomes my lips as my
tongue darts out to grasp the escaping drops
of water.

  Slowly my legs, my spirit take steps. Carrying
me is my father, Jehovah. Without his
encouraging words I would be wandering,
part of world.

  Thankful for his mercy, for his kindness. The
love Jehovah shows and gives me, I no longer
wonder what the word means. I gained
knowledge and am constantly finding family
I didn't know I had.

  So happy of the long awaited tears of joy.
Moments where I begged to be spared,
begged for the strength.

  Thankful for everwarming kindness and
people that Jehovah provided for me. Poured,
knocked in front of me. The words, his
inspirations that kept me going.

   Still even today I find I am meek, young
but always learning, applying. I may stumble,
fall greatly but I know by putting Jehovah first
I will have his help. Always trying, pushing
against the stone, it all is noticed, noted.

  A sigh. Inhale, exhale. No longer parched.
Am able to see open eyes, mind and
guidance.

  So my wandering friends, lost family:
              I love you all. Come home. Keep
                trying. Efforts are noticed.

             Cannot wait to meet, greet you with
                 my grand news and hugs.

                        I do care. I am waiting.
                                 Come home.

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