Blossomed gold skies
awakened her brown eyes.
Her thick lashes batted away
as she saw the sun start the day.

Glimmering sunlight peeked below
in the white curtains of her window.
She glanced down on her light sheets
slumbering her chest to her pale feet.

The sunlight brightened her heart
and she got out of bed for a new start.
Enjoying the juice in her favorite cup.
She was so glad that she woke up.

Over 2000 years ago,
one baby arrived to save.
Show kindness to sinners,
and rise from the grave.

Born to show us
love isn't always beautiful.
Smelly stables and beating blood
would be suitable.

To show us love
in unusual ways.
To be kind, reach out,
and to love always.

Sometimes in life we may be
surrounded in smelly barns.
Beaten and bruised in blood,
but that's love conquering our storms.

A long, frustrating time

will never last long.

Uplifting, swirling wings

will soon make you strong.



Time may had let you down

when you thought all was doomed.

Your body done and restless

locked in a cocoon.



You will soar and discover

the highest of blue skies.

You will conquer, you will grow

and you will rise.

Ghost white flurries
parade silently on the slanted *****.
Little drops of winter blessings
unraveling sheer chutes of hope.

Almighty's shining spotlight
hanging in Picotee sky.
Magical and radiant
messengers roam and angelify.

The Lord's house powerfully
sustained and stood.
A calming and Celeste night
begat winter's blessings on the wood.

Everyday may seem
like a mess,
but just remember
you are blessed.
You are living
breathing in your lungs.
You are dancing
to songs needing to be sung.
You are alive
that is most important.
You have destiny,
a birth meant to be.

Celestial love
blossomed in her inner self
She let go of history
for she now seeking help.

She beckoned for His presence
for tired of living in fear.
Graveling for more
pining Him near.

After many years
of enduring this emptiness.
She at last unfurled heaven
and floated with His faithfulness.