The sound of birds awakes me.
A joy I forget the last time hearing.
Spring arises in my soul.
I feel hope call my name in a whisper.
Could this be Him?
As the crocuses sprout forth from the earth,
tangible love beseeches my eyes.
His eyes pieced a darkness in me I never knew I had.
His loving kindness destroyed the wave of shame.
He said “Come with me”
In His eyes I never knew such grace.
I knew He was true.
I took His hand and my heaviness lifted.
As He looked back and softly smiled, I knew He could see me.
I held on tighter and walked with Him.
Photography: Olivia Faith Photography. https://oliviafaith.pixieset.com
Flowers: Daffodil, Mini Daffodil, poppy, quicksand rose, white o’hare garden rose, creme de la creme rose, spray rose, ranunculus, stock flower, bleeding heart, lisianthus