Emerging

    

  Now emerging from chilled winter years

through purging, heartbreak & many tears.

Pressed and treaded heavily upon

made sweet for tasting and sipping on.

Like the best grapes from God’s winery.

I’m purified in like gold in God’s refinery.

His fire burns until he sees perfection

within my heart He sees His reflection.

Now made pure and pliable, 

yielded to his will

Knowing He’s reliable, 

upon His chest, I’m still.

Emptied of all that would weigh down

Laying before him every crown.

Finding God is more and I am less.

I’m festooned with spring’s ceremonial dress...

Decreasing are remembrances of all things past

Brilliant colors replace black & white’s contrast.

Releasing the memory of death’s mortal sting

Budding and growing, anticipating spring!

© Copyright 2003 Marie Nease