Of Times and Promises

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Inspirational

OF TIMES AND PROMISES



It seems okay to let go of dreams

in the cold days of winter,

toss hopes to the wind,

trusting they will return with the

first breath of spring.



I do not concede to failure,

but consider it a warning to

take another path.

And so I walk the chilling

paths of this season.



Morning will come with hope,

and the magic winds will sing

a new song.

I will walk today to

the soft green hills.



I hold in my heart the promise

of an endless journey to the

mountain top

and back again.

I will now

make that journey alone.



I have learned much of life.

I was born of the sun and sand,

salt air, skybirds, southern breeze,

and a blue sky.

I know who I am.



I am a child who cries

at the sound of a wounded bird.

I am a woman who cries

with soft jazz, and poetry.

I laugh at silly things, and

I have a secret love.



Still, I know who I am.

I am God's child, despite

my broken promises, my sins,

and judgments passed.

I am a reflection of me.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

...still I know who I am...I am a reflection of me...

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Wonderful!

Wonderful!