Feel the Wonder

Foreboding days
the tunnel looms close.
My body, like fragile glass,
I could step too close.

Why does it pull me,
a bewitching force?
I envision this broken angel
Wings frail, fallen off course.

Pain filled days I cling to life,
a slender thread at times.
Like a helpless kitten,
a prayer heard is my lifeline.

The blind lady selling apples,
joy filled face touched by grace.
How can one frown
gazing on a love filled face?

Children's laughter rings
the pond gleams in sunshine's glow.
Cherubs pour their liquid balm,
a never ending flow.

I return to my sanctuary,
the tunnel now shines.
I hold God's hand of strength,
claim pain's power as mine.
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By Kathie Stehr
edited Oct. 10, 2010