The Future …

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Some days I feel like I have come so far, done so well

Since a year ago, when my world literally ended for me.

But then, I get a heavy feeling in my gut and the bells of doom kell

Their heavy tolls, awakening me to the emptiness within my heart.

I look around and watch sadness creep in like waves

Through my soul, my mind, my body, showing me the grave

That I do not have the courage to visit.

How do I keep the feeling of accomplishment and resist

The bells that ring in tandem to random thoughts of loss?

There is no way to shine from heaven the unknown gloss … of forever, together.

Deborah A. Bowman

The Sun Will Shine Down Upon Me Again

The Rays Are Reaching Out

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The Glory of the Sun in Our Lives

The Sun came up this morning, but I was mourning

So I didn’t see its glory and its warming

I wanted to ignore the rays’ beauty

For I felt it was my duty

Then for months, it rained in many ways

From storms and clouds to tears and fears

But I’m reaching out today and seeing the Sun’s rays

The Sun will shine down upon me again

Though I don’t know why or even when

But I see a smile from heaven above

Sending me joy, cherished messages, and love

“Go ahead and let the Sun shine

Reach out, it’s time…”

To let the Sun seep into my being

It begins with truly seeing

What has come before

What’s left that’s more

Going forward and noticing the glow

Rather than denying the beauty I know

The Glory of God is in the sky

I’m not hiding, nor asking why

I must see … and be…

Even when I cry…

Deborah A. Bowman