Arcs of lightning slash the night sky bright flashes bring the storm into view cascading rains wash the air delicately caressing spirits of renewal in even those stubbornly clinging to trauma forged in enmity and loss gorged on the energy that created this tempest harnessing that power until it all breaks free, breaks free just as the mournful began to lose hope knighted and anointed … Continue reading Renewal

Healing Hands

In the end, hands told the story a common denominator among the dying   Some clenched in anger or pain or both grasping sweat-soaked sheets on a rented hospital bed that had taken over the room where family meals used to be shared white gladiolas, long neglected, wilt in an empty vase   Some folded to accompany fervent prayers offered by a minister speaking in … Continue reading Healing Hands