“Aftermath”

does the grass feel
when it’s stepped on
does the flower feel
the weight of the wind
do the leaves feel
as they’re eaten away
does the tree feel the axe
as the branches are cut
and after weathering the storm
will they all look the same?

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“With Blinders On”

having not forgotten
I dance on this path
trusting
sewing
dying
writing
singing
believing there’s more
if I just keep moving
at times it seems tougher
when I feel a tantrum coming on
lonely
crying
fearing
quitting
noticing
that my foot doesn’t want to move forward
that my life tends to want to run away
but in those moments I remember
the path He’s put me on
oh
there’s a right and a left in view
but my path is straight and narrow
it’s not a sin to cry
but I must move forward
there’s a destiny I see
and every step creates the journey
I want to leave a path for my kids to teach about
I want to leave a legacy to carry on
not of my name but of His
not of my plan but of God’s
two more dresses came today
a total of three in two days
a stranger who’s a friend
dressed in glory
dancing in glory
releasing glory
to reign down again