When I find myself
daydreaming
about another
place to live
quiet, peaceful
clean and uncluttered
wrapped in beauty
like a multicolored scarf
from India
and start searching
the island websites
for the latest
houses on the market
I know it’s time to
rest again
to
wait
for something to change
the wind to shift its course
strength to gather in my bones
a new burst of energy
to finish a task
long calling for my attention
for thoughts to string together
to make sense of this season
for gratefulness to replace
lethargy
I’ve been told
“Strength will come
for those who wait.”
© 2015 Julie Clark
Backfromtheborderlands's Blog 
Strength will come to those who wait . . . I think Solomon and I qualify!
We laughed *hard* tonight when, after our card games and prayer, I’d turned off his light and told him good-night and he said, quite by accident, *”Go Fish.”*
Laughing until your stomach hurts brings strength too!
Yes it does! The best medicine. So glad to see you at TJ’s today! Thank you for the kind words in your card.
This feels like breathing hope Julie. Beautiful.
Thanks Donna. Gotta hang on to hope, don’t we?