Breathlessness

peace enters my heart,
though I have touched-
the chaos of my living,
it sometimes wears-
on my soul,
I settle inside,
the sanctuary
of the season,
it clothes me in rest-
I come to greet my day,
with love-
reach inside,
this quiet-
winter morning-
let it move from me,
songs that echo-
peace on earth,
it is from my heart-
a beginning is birthed,
I reach-
and take your hand,
we enter into-
our holy place,
of comfort and love-
of peace and grace.
Author Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg ©

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I am poetically clear about my beliefs which are subject to change as I change and gain more insight. Simply put; I AM and with that I have FAITH in; Myself.