Sometimes

Sometimes,

when the sun is shining,

I feel it on my face,

its warm embrace.

And the cool chill of the air

whispering through

my fragrant hair.

I fold myself into your Love.

The perfect kind

from Above

Knowing I’ll be safe,

In Your unwavering Peace,

Your Certain

eternal Grace.

Feeling Hopes’ wings

Give way to flight,

while hanging on

to my Soul.

I wonder, in those times,

might I someday,

on THIS Earth…

Shards from Spirit, Body, Mind and

Soul

Be made whole?

-Stella

6-15-16