I Am

                                                                                                  I Am



I am contemplative today.

Enclosed inside my warm, dry room,

I consider the foggy air and turbulent clouds;

Winter and Spring are fighting viciously for control over the Earth

While her inhabitants cower behind closed doors.

Soon the boiling deep gray sky is darkened – dusk sets in.

A healing Breeze like velvet water whispers across my brow,

Promising new life on the morrow.

The menacing clouds are swept away;

The moon in all her brightness shines like Hope,

A reflection of that brightest light,

Like I, in all my faults must be

For the God whose Love, like softest silk,

Wraps me, holds me, heals my mind.

I am safe.