Sunday, March 10, 2013


The fog lifts
My breath gets clearer
The shimmer of sun , crisp underfoot alights and delights
My existence

The hovering and shadowing of family as the legions of
Angels sing and dance close by
Awaiting my mental shift 

I long for my marching orders again
When I will  I feel you breathing  more and more life into me

I am reminded of these little things so grand, so pure
I am reminded of the people and things I cherish in the silvery fog  
The important things remain, Love, Forgiveness and


  1. Said so honestly in a continuing journey...