Your love is the ground;
heart, may your roots
go deeper.
Your grace, my food;
soul, turn your face
to the light
and flourish.
Your delight, my colors;
may my life
bring you joy,
reflect your beauty.
Your Spirit is like the wind;
I cannot see you,
but I can see and feel
what you are doing—
I can hear your voice,
gently saying, “Let go.”
Like leaves in autumn, I fall.
I can no longer hold on.
Help me trust
the work of humility;
be my strength
this vulnerable winter;
preserve my life;
help me rest in simplicity;
love, be my ground,
for I am at turns
certain and uncertain
I will survive to see
spring’s return.
…………………
will
spring return?
by troy
cady
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