Saturday, January 16, 2016


you prayed for a calm wind
a soft reprieve from the tumultuous storm
a moment of trust and peace and balance
the breeze hugging your shoulders
the sun kissing you warm
and when your eyes
lifted, wishing
for comfort, the big sky
whispered what you already knew
only through the gusts
and restlessness of adversity
will you fly your colors, true.