A Prayer for Spring |
Like Springtime, let me unfold
and grow fresh and anew, from this cocoon of grief that has been spun around me. Help me face the harsh reality of sunshine, renewed life, as my bones still creak from the winter of my grief. Life has dared to go on around me. And as I recover from the insult of life’s continuance, I readjust my focus to include recovery and growth as a possibility in my future. Give me strength to break out of the cocoon of my grief. But may I never forget it as the place where I grew my wings, becoming a new person because of my loss. |