My solace
I close my eyes only to jerk awake once more. The thoughts I must complete ramble inside me. Ongoing and vibrant.
Slowly the soul settles and the relaxation warms the mind. The nerves sit still and the heart calms to the slow rhythm.
Watch me if you dare, as I lay breathing. I soak up the night air. Exhaling the anxieties. Following through with the goals I have set.
Into the night my mind soars. Roaming to gain a new perspective of life. Seated beside no one on a bench in the cool night air. I whisper my prayer and I hug myself tight.
Thankful for the gift of today.
I slowly retract my eyes to the glow of the stars. Hoping that my understanding of where I am and how I am achieving is still small. Yet so far are the changes. Good.
Then I sigh once more, opening my eyes to the sting of the morning light. Unbeknownst to the world that a new day's breath is made.
Though to remind myself the slowness of the calming is grand and ever pleasing. Yet the rapid separation from long ago is fading. Goodness indeed.
And now the leaps are beginning, just as I hoped for. One day all will be as flowing and forgiving.
And that is how a rambling mind settles. Pictured and planned. Hoped and faith not blindly led but fully trusted into Jehovah's hands.
Yes that is my solace. What about you?
Slowly the soul settles and the relaxation warms the mind. The nerves sit still and the heart calms to the slow rhythm.
Watch me if you dare, as I lay breathing. I soak up the night air. Exhaling the anxieties. Following through with the goals I have set.
Into the night my mind soars. Roaming to gain a new perspective of life. Seated beside no one on a bench in the cool night air. I whisper my prayer and I hug myself tight.
Thankful for the gift of today.
I slowly retract my eyes to the glow of the stars. Hoping that my understanding of where I am and how I am achieving is still small. Yet so far are the changes. Good.
Then I sigh once more, opening my eyes to the sting of the morning light. Unbeknownst to the world that a new day's breath is made.
Though to remind myself the slowness of the calming is grand and ever pleasing. Yet the rapid separation from long ago is fading. Goodness indeed.
And now the leaps are beginning, just as I hoped for. One day all will be as flowing and forgiving.
And that is how a rambling mind settles. Pictured and planned. Hoped and faith not blindly led but fully trusted into Jehovah's hands.
Yes that is my solace. What about you?
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