I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.
Psalm 27:13-14
The coolness of the
forest on a fall day
embraces my very soul.
It is where I ran when
you no longer breathed
the breath of life.
The birds sang,
as ripples of sorrow
stained supple spots;
embarrassed for the
tears which lingered
along the brook.
It is there grief
washed away with
dirt, dust and debris.
The scent of autumn
leaves crackled with
each sauntering steps.
Eager I was to forget,
move on and leave
behind my mourning;
It is what I want you
to do, when it’s my turn
to return to the earth.
Patti Wolf 