A poem by Kent Rickerby.
Waiting.
A significant day
As the sun wakes the sky
Clouds streak across the horizon with fanfare
As I consider the day ahead of me
What lingers beyond the next hour
As I wait for outcomes beyond my full understanding
I trust my Higher Power to Hold Fast upon my being
And to go before those who have the skills to repair what is amiss within me.
It is my heart that cries with physical murmurings for rest from anguish, past, present and future
Take stock my soul for life in it’s fullness is a blessing beyond compare
And each chapter in my book of life
Captivates as the words leap from the page and I rise to the challenge of a new day.
