Create in me a clean heart, O God,
and renew a right spirit within me.
Psalm 51:11
Piercing through still bare trees
morning sunlight dances
like a stone skipped across the stream
kissing new spring growth all along the way.
Life pushes through chilled soil
unfurling itself into the warmth
breaking open from protective husk.
I still myself and wait, hopeful
that I too might be sunkissed into life
and unfurl my soul to the passion and the promise.
