I am free now.
Free from pain, for my prayers
have been answered.
I was a lady lost in autumn,
as I was in summer, spring
and winter.
Now I am cloaked, comforted,
ensconced in love
and filled with
the feeling of "a second chance."

There is no bitterness
in my heart!
No restraint in verbiage,
no root of hate.
There is no pain, no more sorrow.
Only love and thankfulness
behind closed eyes.

Now I can write inspiration, life,
joy and yes, hope.  

If I were a clay statue,
I would not
be finished.  There is still
work to be done.
May the hands of the Master
have
his way with me.
Shape me, mold me, curve me,
use me.

But all I ask of him is that
when I
come to life the second time,
that I be in his presence.