She slips soft into
my consciousness
like morning rain
dew-fall from heaven
both manna and leaven
Arriving like a surprise guest
expecting a warm welcome
for her sudden appearance
though unglimpsed in the distance
My cold heart remains wary
reacts slow, suspicious
opens its door – hesitant
then leaves it ajar because
I can sense soul awakening
a life-giving kiss breathing
within as she stirs memories
where hope’s embers linger, now
enlivened by joy-steeped fingers
©JoyLenton2015
Joy is a grateful grace-dweller who weaves words out of the fabric of her days, penning poetry and prose in her PJs as she seeks the poetic in the prosaic and the eternal in the temporal.
As an M.E and chronic illness sufferer (who is also recovering from a painful past), she writes with a heart for the hurting and to support and encourage others who are struggling with life and faith issues.
She has had poetry published in various anthologies over the years, is a regular contributor to Outside the City Gates Sunday Scripture on Facebook and a monthly contributor to the ACW ‘More than Writers’ blog. While currently working on an anthology of her own, she is sustained by dark chocolate, gallons of coffee, a very supportive husband and contemplative prayer.
You can connect with her on Twitter, Google Plus or Pinterest, and find her writing her heart out at ‘Poetry Joy’ and ‘Words of Joy’.
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