A time to lay together
when comfort envelops us
like a soft, warm blanket.
The times are few and far between
but we relish them
like good food or fine wine.
Such hope laced with
trepidation;
such joy laced with
fear...
The joy courts uncertainty,
The fear carries sorrow.
The dam will break,
and every hope, dream and fear I have
will go crashing downstream
as rapids over jagged rock
magnificent in their freedom
and the truth will be revealed.
Shellie Sands
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