As dawn approaches the present seems laborious Silence at night... no way out.. is cumbersome In the valley, where self is alone Success lies behind the open door The mountain Has to MOVE as your spirit writes the score Hallelujah! Strength is in the truth that you face in your reflection Hope for the weary seen in a blind connection Sojourn up the mountain side in "His Hand" What closed could be .. ...."His plan" ~Pattyb
New Year was blue, glazing at dawn Lace curtains of elegance draped in mature Lonely tears cry for your embrace The hourglass celebrates, Lyrical branches etched in a prayer... Our yesterday, so unfair... Lace Curtains of memories, I'm still here....