Rescued

Words seldom come to me lately.

Exhaustion has taken over,

Worry creases my brow.

God lights the way, yet

I have been so blind in my darkness.

I am so hurried in my life,

Filling every crack and crevice

That I seldom pause, seldom stop,

Hardly stand still long enough to see.

The fog lifts long enough to see the

Light peek through – yet I struggle

in the mugginess of the haze.

I resign myself.

Stand still, listening in the distance

for Him.

I yearn for rest and love.

My heart tugs – leaping forward in joy!

He reaches beyond the haze and envelopes

me in sunshine.

I bask in His light, in His love.

Dancing with joy I feel lighter.

I am rescued!

Teresa Gale

Sunbeams

Awake to the early dawn hours,
as the sun slips out from under
the blankets of a star filled night.

Rising, the sun chases away,
the ivory moon to bid goodnight.
Yawning, the moon waves
a sleepy farewell.

The golden orange glow,
bathes me in sunbeams,
that warms my soul when
it calls to wake to the
beautiful anchor of light.

A light breeze plays a
soft melody with the
rustling of leaves on trees.
Swish, swish, swish.
The morning's tone is set.

I view the horizon,
Joy jumps in my heart,
As the sun whisks me to
The here and now.

Teresa Gale