Lovely

How Lovely
might we be
in the gentle
surrendering
to our valiant
vulnerability;
cloaked in
the delicate intricacy
of frailties warmly embraced.

How Lovely
might Life be
in flowing with
the Grace
of lines
etched in the face
and the moon’s
soft kiss upon
our weary heads.

How Lovely
might it be
to trade our dreads
for dreams,
and in spite of
all that seems
to mar the way;
walk with faith
into the Truth of
Our Deepest Heart,
and there live
a Lovely, Light
Eternal Day.

~Cheryl Anne