Friday, April 6, 2012

A Year

A Year.
In the Shadowlands.

They don't mend.

We keep going.
Flat on our faces.

How much longer?

When will the Morning come?

1 comment:

  1. There is Light and you will
    have healed when you look
    back someday soon. You will
    realize in a most beautiful
    way that He was there every
    moment along with you and
    your loved ones. Abba.
    How sweet the word...abiding
    love and love of another kind.
    Morning will come and you
    will be so bright with
    beauty, oh Warrior Lady,
    knowing He has moved
    and worked among you.
    AND you will sing & dance
    and be full of praise.