The beauty of the trees

in capered tones of gray and green

masked by a light so brilliantly clear

it could only be the sun’s rays.

The wheat grass caresses my thigh

and in me is awoken a longing for life

unspoken, undetermined, abiding in grace

For my heart longs to see You, longs to feel Your embrace

and to touch You with these frail hands.

My heart bursts open within me

a shattering of this life to which I so dearly cling.

Immeasurable joy;

Every cell in my body is singing for You

like the flowers as the Sun comes up

their petals stretching towards the sky

their stems straightening out to their full length in the impossible hope they might just reach her this time.

I am in awe

of You.