Gentle breezes wisp through my hair.
A faint echo flows all around.
Walking along this powdered path,
I feel His presence here with me.
The sky is lit up with radiant colors,
Flowing across like a refined painting.
I’ve seen it before, yet I’m still in awe
Of how dazzling His works are.
As I continue to move forward,
He eases my worries of the unknown
And envelops His arms around me;
Comforting any doubt welled inside.
I burst aflame with a zealous heart,
Longing after what He has for me.
Though there are many challenges,
His strong arm will lift me above.
Strolling through delicate meadows,
As I gaze at blue birds flying freely,
I feel an ambiance of complete serenity.
Quiet, but so encompassed with life.
Even in the midst of all these sounds,
Though soft, I hear Him whisper–
That I am no longer tied down.
I am free, and that is enough for me.
Another poem I wrote for the same fundraising show, but re-edited it on 3/21/14. I’m not sure of the original written date. My friend had wanted something more related to spring than winter, so I had written a completely new poem in about thirty to forty minutes. I came back and revised it just as with “A Vagrant’s Winter.” The theme is more so of rebirth out of a depressive state through solace in religion. Again, this can represent different things to you. That’s the intellectual benefit of reading and writing.
⌊ © Serena Delgado (Revised: June, 2018) ⌉