A greeting

        So uplifting one greeting can be yet the one time
I needed the strength the wall kept pressing me hard.

        Oh so clear I saw the joy opening the ways for me.
Holding onto the hope of what is just around the corner.
Surprisingly just how much I learned to endure for
that one piece, the one sliver of a joy.

       Seems, though, sometimes the weight of wanting
to just quit deepens throughout but amongst the
despair a whisper echoes hope.

      So much, how could I ignore that positive flow of
energy? Ah I do not. Just finding how clear the
path really is. Although narrow still so much to
obtain.

       Right now just a push of encouragement my
direction is the necessary leaf I need to cross the
raging sea. Oh such a prayer that is placed into
Jehovah's hands. One such a moment not to lean
on anything but Jehovah's understanding.

      Just let go of the words and allow the meanings
to open themselves into crashing waves of emotional
letters.

      Ever so soft are the sighs of comfort. Silently I
find myself hoping that the words I chose mean
something to those who surround me. I hope that
the lips form caressing love and support.

      Ah indeed I pray for the same in return. One
hope plays a part of a simple journey of love and
dreams.

      So clear is the kindness given to me. So please, if
you see or talk to me, read my meanings. Try to
see that I, too, need encouragement and lots of
loving care, gentleness and generous helpings of
laughter and smiles.

       So dear friend do you find you can help?