Dreams of a one day plan

             Walking down the street with no purpose in mind.
Just absorbing the fast paced world, trying so hard
to forget. Yes the possibilities are endless. One day I do.

             One step in front of the other. The hardest part
is that next step but here I am. Progress has been seen.
A huge sigh of relief finds root and I thank Jehovah for
pushing. I give thanks to my Father for reminding me
all will be good. Ah what a sigh is exhaled.

             Raising my head to the sky. Blinking back
tears, finding my strength. Oh finding how I laugh
over stumbling stupidity. Ah but so much was taught,
so much to digest but I am.

             Each day is a new one with it's own set of trials.
Here I am ready to tackle them. Enjoying the sweet
morning light. Oh such joy sits with me as I write.

             The silent expression gain their voice. Soon
I too, smile in the release.

            So much makes me wonder but I place other
ideas ahead. Forgetting of the wandering thoughts
that create sorrow. Stepping into the open air finds a
sense of much needed awakening.

           Here I sigh, seated upon my balcony. The
smallest change of light brings another burst of
strength, of love.

           Oh dearest friend, moving, stepping has to
be enough. Yet here I sit just absorbing the sunshine
in this early morning. Oh I am slowly healing myself
with my Father, Jehovah's help, with his holy spirit.

         I so hope you are doing well and Jehovah's love
is stinging your spirit to move, to become more active.

        Oh just that prayer alone says so much for me.
That echoing hope, thought shines and vibrates
throughout me. Oh I dream one day we will be in
the same moment, expressing Jehovah's words together.

            I dream. I hope, yes, one day.
                 A part of Jehovah's plan.