the living spirit

Looking ahead with no hindrances,

my soul unbound by love.

In dark hours rainfall stops.

Light penetrates darkness

but is surrounded by darkness.

Looking ahead and seeing behind

are two sides of the same leaf.

One is the last,

the next is the first,

and both are in between.

When you step into the light,

feet of ash,

the time has come to rest your weary head.

On the foothills of Grace,

one last exhale before you inhale The Living Spirit;

Return to this place you will not.

Title artwork by Deborah Nell