Journal of Sacred Work

On Wings of Forgiveness

As summer breathes her warm air
I feel winter's cold cutting deep
Time's busy hands slow all motion
I sit amidst wonderings
Sadness washes through me
In waves that ebb and flow on sighs release
I move to gather feelings into a bouquet of normalcy
Only to find myself motionless once more

Gentle breeze awakens
Strands of golden hair flutter across this unveiled face
Sun's rays' shimmer and dance
His arms outstretch across eternity 
Invites Light's radiant embrace
On wings of forgiveness
And whispers of joy
Tenderly removes all scars
Reveals truth in our Oneness
For we are not alone

~Liz Sorensen Wessel

I came across this poem I wrote some years ago and for more than one reason it seems relavant for today.

Namaste,
Liz

Watercolor by ~liz