Message In Stanza

Sorrow comes and goes
As the wind blows
Why must it continue?
When I feel so blue?
When I thought hope rose

God, teach me peace
As perspective will increase
I am in a static place
Missing out on grace
In a lonely feast

I want my room
To brilliantly bloom
With every color
Like no other
But shades get lost in the broom

Time will tell meaning of the past
As the time continuously moves fast
Every valuable debris gets swept away
But as I eagerly sit and pray
God delivers on what was asked

(C) Carly Wiggins 2019