Life · poetry · Prayer


037 Some days are not happy ones. I won’t lie.

Some days tears flow.

Some days I can’t find myself and don’t know where to go.

Some days can be so lonely. I think I’ve lost my will.

Some days seem so long.

Some days I don’t fit in and seem to not belong.

But then I see a ray of light. The wind whispers to me, “Be still.”

I recognize the whisper.

And once again I feel.

I am reminded of the joy that abounds, that is there. I reach out.

In the light.

Thank you, God, for reminding me. I am loved.


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