Whispering winds, gentle touches solid earth
Washing away the sorrow
One slow breath at a time
Each moment a new awakening to
the life to come.
A new life beyond the sorrow
In the slight cracks
Of the new day
When the longing ceases, the striving
the pushing the pulling.
And the heart lingers to hold a moment
of peace and silence
When joy has the opportunity to rise up
In the depths of the being
Joy that is beyond the scars
Joy that is beyond the need
Joy that is beyond the desire
When we settle into the Joy of daily
Living, Taking each precious moment
As it is.
Being grateful for the moment in whatever fashion
It chooses to arrive.
When the soul meets the coming day with a gentle Hello
And exits it with Amen.
All is well, time will heal and the soul
Will carry us on through.