Something is coming alive in me
With a beginner’s heart, I step
The gift of freedom upon my wings
Peace wills me to accept.
Through the lens of Gratitude
Love and Grace coming my way
Once again I find myself
Upon a brand new day.
The slate is blank and vast
There is no wrong way to go
Openness provides energy
Ideas release and flow
Unveiling the start of a smile
Considering what’s next
Angels beside me
The dragons connect.
All the Protection
Of the Grand Universe
For the next Light mission
And me on this Earth.
About the Creator
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Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
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