Whole Again

As the sun caresses my cheek

With it's gentle rays of warmth.

A cool breeze of summer night eve,

Ruffles my hair in playful delight.

I lift my face to the teasing rain

That it may wash the tears of an earlier time.

So are the thoughts that come

Not demanding.but requesting

Entrance to the cautious spirit.

With the warmth that suggests comfort

As a blanket would the cold.

A gentleness that teases at the senses

With a healing promise.

A sweetness that dare my emotions

To awaken from its' sleep.

To shut this mighty door of fear

Is but a brief reflection of old ideals

The newness of it

Challenges my every instinct.

So I dare to welcome what is unknown

With a soft embrace,

That I may experience

That which I am free to trust.

And I hear on the breeze,

Like an echo in the wind

A voice...

"I will make you whole again.."