"An empty shell looking for home, she kicked off her shoes and ran-- through the desert, free and wild, like the winds."

Sunday, March 31, 2013

Easter

I saw Your beauty in the dawn, 
rain crashing against the window and I couldn't sleep so 
I took in the storm from the back porch and 
watching the branches bend but remain firm, yet 
swaying in the gusts 
I remember that on this morning, so long ago, 
life changed forever. 
 
Life's storms were over and replaced with only 
the most brilliant, brightest light
and while the cool mist of rain 
wets my face I realize now 
I am thankful, grateful, and I can dance knowing
I'm firmly rooted and 
You were my saving grace.