Jan 202014
 

Gray trees, branches, slatted wooden fence

but brilliant sunlight, cool, feels like spring

 

the heart opens

to the possibility

of early spring

 

but this is temporary. We will steel ourselves

for bitter cold, savage wind and blinding snow

we will hunker down again

 

Life is like that…Hopes rise, then fall

We steel ourselves inside, wait it out

 

meditate or pray, discover a place

of peaceful solitude deep inside

 

We rise, we sleep, we rise up again

Hope for radiance and healing return

 

Trauma induced by thoughtlessness

or evil intention eventually fades

 

as a creative, loving spirit

is rekindled, hope is reborn

in our lives

 

together

reaching out, touching

in our lives

 

in our lives

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