Kate asks: “What is sacred to you?”
A “sacred” place is anywhere
The Spirit of God is heard…
Heart hears footprints
Before I see them…or
Step out, make my own.
Whispers in the wind
Mingled ‘mid seagulls…
Maligned birds I adore
Sad cries sound like ‘more’…
Whispering footsteps beckon
Softly, “Come on, you can, dare”.
Each day holds sacred threshold…
What, Who’s voice is calling?
It’s often “courage”…shake off
What binds freedom, deepest soul.
Take Sacred hand, God’s healing…
Become what He sees, be whole.
Life swift passes, don’t exit perched
On Destiny’s threshold, step through…
Taste triumph, heart, waiting within you.
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