Almond shaped blue haze
How is it the simple word of kindness can bring the
greatest levels of joy? Oh how a few tears hug the corner of
almond shaped blue haze.
Calmly a circle swings my mind and I laugh in
remembrance of girls running. Oh how my smile grows wider,
my spirit soars higher.
The expressions of love in the smallest of terms, the
tiniest of pure, sincerity. Ah how beautifully breathtaking
one gesture of family can be.
The softest of tugs calls for the widest of quirkiness.
Indeed the simplicity is amplified by the love given by
those who Jehovah has chosen to be in my family, to
be given the title of "my friend".
Ah if skipping did not make such noise inside an
apartment I would gladly find myself doing a happy
little jig. Yes the mind is eased, the heart is slow and the
spirit is radiant.
Soon in my arms will be measures of those who Jehovah
gives into my life, siblings I gladly need, want. Just
the thought of the tremendous wait of being accepted,
warmly into a strong, ever-growing family soon to come.
Yes I am shivering but not afraid. I am gratefully
looking forward to the smiles of those, the tear stained
faces of loving warmth and the layers of dust falling
from my hands.
Is it possible to believe in this as much as time has
crunched and bruised me? DEFINITELY! Has the worth of
wait and trials been easy to swallow - not entirely but
the end results far more rewarding than any leftover
dessert can ever begin to be.
Soon I will be a part, named a child of Jehovah to
all who meet me. This is indeed incredibly believable for
Jehovah has made it happen. Just to think, years ago I
had a dream, a hope. Jehovah built it and claimed it,
sending hints and drawing me.
Indeed intriguing the lines that crossed just to bring
me closer. Catching the line and pulling closer, everyday
the wind, the net came closer and closer to the dream,
the hope. Oh the steps taken, the lessons learned.
Experienced and duly noted.
Yes I am your family, dear friend and I know my
dreams, my hopes are attainable through our Father,
Jehovah, God. So be joyous with me, every day until
Paradise comes.
Grandness in one step of love, indeed.
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