From Death to Life
Reduced to tears,
She sits in the center of a hallway.
Trying, with all of her strength,
To let go of a dream.
Clinging to the hope of its fulfillment,
Not understanding the reality of its death.
Have you ever had to bury a dream?
Have you experienced the pain of
Knowing the tomorrow you so longed for
Would never come to pass?
Through a small window, she watchesAs a young blue jay delicately balances
On the branch of a tree.
A message, from One completely other,Floods into her soul: