Lie With Me…
Winter still creeps as I drag the chains of a burdened soul.
Cross now frozen tundra; seeking spring; searching to be whole.
Lips now chapped and cracked; consumed by the vestige of time.
I pray the blessings of spring to bring renewal of this heart of mine.
I ponder the gay fields of my yesterday’s bountiful bloom.
Yet now those days lie now like the dead brown chafe of doom.
Oh but to taste the nectar of goodness; to be a butterfly in the spring.
Yeah, but to partake of a new beginning and to cherish the joy it brings.
Many are these hopes born in the silence of this simple tender heart.
Ever so reaching; ever so seeking the taste of a new spring…a new start.
So lie with me in the field of these dreams and taste with me…
WITH ME…
The goodness that comes with God and a new spring.
J. Allen Wilson © 2/11/2009
Cryssa
(((HUGS))) love and prayer, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. ;D
In Christs Love
Michelle~