She stands
Hands reaching
Toes tipping
To embrace those
Lined before her
Each
Becoming
A quiet rest
For shoulders
Furrowed
and weighed down
By grief
Love
Sits there
In the folds
Lifting
A fallen spirit
She stands
Reaching to heaven
Leaning into His will
Accepting
The path before her
Arms
Clinging
To each promise
For the
Long,
And windy
Road ahead
Hope
For calm
In the storm
Sits there
in the midst
She stands
Strong
Prayerful
And thankful
For life in loss
Her soul
Knowing
His truth
carries
And Word
comforts
His believers
Peace
sits there
within
She
is standing
On faith
