January 27, 2006

• Mi Dia

  The storm has broken and the sun has come out
  Nurturing the world with her warmth.
  New life springs from decaying damp depths
  And in time will yield good fruit.

  A soft sea breeze takes the place of torrential gusts
  And the birds return to heavenly heights.
  Who am I to deserve this good life,
  To witness God’s brilliance of poetry in motion?

  I am forever lost in the rapture of her essence,
  Thankful for this chance to live again.

  -JJT
  27 Jan 06
  12:51AM

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