A vague overruling of powerful strength

         Why does the distance fall as the face fades
into mist? How does the mind erase? So callous the
scrappings are and yet damaging scars go
unnoticed.

         So carefully we all play our cards. Though a
few have trump, wild cards that overrule all reasoning.
Yet no I am not asking for one. I continue on my
path. Holding so clearly the sights unseen.

        Cautiously I bend to the corners. Seeking out
the seeds to plant. Silly perhaps are the movements,
may even be at extreme ~ slow and yet they move
mountains by the inch of an ant.

       So generous is the warmth, the love and the
patience of all those surrounding me. Soon the
waves of fog in mind disperses and I am capable
of viewing my feet upon a grassy knoll.

      Indeed the view of Jehovah's creativity is
expressed and expanding for my eyes to taste.
A bit of kindness as the tears of joy thrive inside my
slate blue eyes.

     Ah the thundering of encouragement beating
against the walls of sorrow, depth within me soars
and my spirit is renewed. Yes all because of one
reminder of a face fading in the mist.

     A small smile grazes across my pale lips. A formed
stone striking against brick. Indeed the warmth
is absorbed and I am grateful of the love given by
many.

     A longing of being held has been given. The strength
I was seeking found the depth of my roots. Carrying
me to the nutrients I craved, needed. Indeed just
being in a small world holds tight its community.

    Yes I feel the gaining of treasures that cannot be
removed, stolen nor broken. They are expressed all
around me. Gently in the tiniest of offerings. Indeed
Jehovah has given me so much.

    So many losses have been overruled by the right
replacements. Almost making me forget of the hurt,
the tears inside the memories. Indeed this is kindness,
yes?

    Yes I said "almost". In the necessity of keeping the
memories to help me survive, to learn from the lessons
and to have hope to pursue. Kindness, love and patience.
Yes. Yes. Yes.

     So the distances seem overwhelming at times and the
discouragement finds roots but deeper still is the
strength to prevail. Trumping those negative points
and addressing solutions with positive leaps.

     Softly I sigh as the wind caresses my forehead.
A calming hello from the birds and warm sunlit kisses
over my eyelids. Yes I hope for a good day today.

     Overcoming my limitations and excelling at my
strengths. A hope, with faith, I will obtain. Indeed
one step at a time.

        Patience. Love. Kindness.
               Strength. Hope. Encouragement.

     Indeed a family can mend those who need the
uplifting words.