Sun-warmed petals unfurl
one by one,
leaving behind the hardness of winter,
the uncertainty of spring.
Quiet,
yet joyful in their unfolding,
they spread fragrance
and beauty to savor
until all is open,
all revealed.
Nothing held back.
And I wonder,
if my heart and soul
were a flower,
what would I look like?
At times,
I feel unyielding and closed off
like a bud.
Hiding in hardness
and fear.
Full of promises
that I can't seem to grasp.
But then I see a glow
and feel a warmth.
Do I dare hope?
Do I loosen my grip a little
and have some faith?
Or will frost come
to bite me again tomorrow?
Hope battling fear,
fear bashing hope,
paralyzing any forward movement.
And yet,
stubborn and afraid though I may be,
the Son's warmth proves irresistible.
Softening this hard heart,
building trust, growing faith,
giving courage and honesty.
His kindness
unfolding my heart
like a flower before Him.
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