Renewal Stories

Prologue – from Always Faithful Chapter Six The lady worked in her garden. Her head and face shielded from the spring sun by a straw hat. She wore a chambray work shirt, blue cotton wash pants and tennis shoes. A soft leather pouch that held simple gardening tools hung off her shoulder. She moved from shrub to shrub, inspecting, occasionally using her clippers to trim an errant branch. At flower beds, the woman looked for...

The sun went away  And left her all alone. The wind sent her in a toss And in a gust,  Far away she was blown. The clouds came dark and heavy, Storm raged against wind. He thundered in his pain,His lighting struck in massive rage, Tears poured down like rain. The air shivered in her sorrow, In the monsoon of her regret, No more promise of tomorrow, Happiness was under threat. She had broke her promise. Why did she forget?...

My heart aches in places That I thought had been forgotten And knew how to feel. My heart aches in ways That I wondered still existed On any level or plane. My heart aches in a soulful sound In a musical tragedy that only Silence can hear. My heart aches in a dozen colors Blinding me With its brilliance. My heart aches but the mind Reaches out to save it for the Soul to continue. My heart aches but I would Not have it sto...