Evening
comes
with
open arms
to
greet me
with
open eyes
to
sweep me
off
my feet
and into
the skies
to
float on wings
of
light and air
with
sweetly
scented
blossoms
of
rose-petaled
planets
and stars
surrounding
me
encapsulating
and
insulating
me
comfortingly
protecting
me
from myself
lost
undone
as
the sound
of
a tree falling
in
a forest is
lost
when
there are no ears
to
hear it
so
i myself
remain
encapsulated
lost
undone
and still
the
air i breathe
is
grace calling me
as
evening comes
with
open arms
to
meet me
lost
undone
to find me
to
wrap me
in
a comforter of sweet
stars
to rest before
another
long dying
day
dying to
my self
evening
comes
patiently
graciously
welcoming me
to rest before
the
One who finds
me in lostness
who calms
me in restlessness
who holds
me in breathlessness
who frees
me to breathe
and rest
and trust
and sweep my fears
off their feet
and into faith
and hope
and love
and newness
of life
and awareness
and gratitude
i breathe
a sigh
of relief
of belief...
thank You.
(and happy thanksgiving to you ALL...b.)
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