Coldness
Stillness
Quietness
The breath of God do I hear.

The aroma of His presence
There’s a mist in the room
Crispness
Freshness

Light that shines through darkness
Nature’s pin light
Penetrate s through the coldness
The stillness of darkness

Wait, The Creator pulls back the curtain of darkness, glimpses the attention of all night presence.

Blackness turns into  brightness
Darkness turns into weakening power

Sleepiness into awaken power
The touch of mercy with head shake of grace

This creator enables this creature to open eyes
Stretch out the limbs  that reaches outward
The palm of the hand that can tell the story
Now, movement in the legs and feet
Where are we to thread upon today

Holy Spirit go with me as my guide
Come on, lead me to the place where I belongs

Faith Hopewell
2/2005