Look what my new friend Juanita Loney did with my blog post today. She made a poem out of it. Ive always been afraid to write poetry, even though many people say my writing is poetic and lyrical. This makes me happy. Transition is... The sacred place of a watchman waiting. It’s the place of dying To self, to the past, and what is taken for granted, In preparation for a new awakening On the horizon. It’s a co-mingling Of grief and hope with the tattered Edge of purpose sewn into the spine Of the story He’s writing With your name on it. It’s in the process of dying To life as we know it that we find Our true voice. And His grace and tokens of favor Become more precious than daylight.
Posted on: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 22:08:01 +0000