Arise

Arise

By Julie Raymond

November 2020

So silently she cries

As the place that was there

Is now so empty and bare

As her past withers and dies

She is supposed to let go

See the she, shes meant to be

To become, to be free?

What…she does not know

Now the grief she will feel

For what was wanted

Thought never forgotten

No longer holds appeal

Then Yaweh speaks

“Come to Me

It takes only a mustard seed

He who finds, is he who seeks”

“Never be afraid

To answer My call

I desire to give you My all

This is the trade”

Up from the ashes

Of what she knew

Are colorful wings of vibrant hue

That His light fashions

Who she will be

Only He knows

As she continues to go

Where He leads