
Don’t count the days
you’ve been apart
or all the fissures
that keep forming
in your heart.
Don’t count at all
except to count on the reunion.
Sometimes it’s necessary
to future-focus in those moments.
Close your eyes
and let that vision in;
the light of faith
makes the best stitches.
Stop red-exing. Green circle
all the days left in this life.
Keep hope open and
into each moment invited.
Don’t count the tears that drop
in the seemingly endless flood.
Count on His greater plan.
Lift your face to the Son.
Pray for the courage to take the wheel
as the angels give directions.
Sometimes we have to wait longer;
sometimes we need to take action.
Sometimes it’s up to them;
sometimes it’s not determined by fate
but by every action
we don’t and do make.
Dead ends are the Devil.
Detours, angel interventions.
The first, avalanches suffocating.
The latter, breathways to salvation.

Poem and images ©LauraDenise
Beautifully written, Laura ❤️
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this is wonderful, laura and what a positive approach as we move ahead
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Each time I think I have my favorite ~and now this one. There’s so much wisdom and beauty. 💛
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Very beautiful indeed.
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