Harvesting Fruit

. . .

Softly,

like morning dew

on the new blades of grass,

hope settles in the dark spaces —

waiting.

Hoping

for the first peek

of sunlight through the clouds,

joy is just around the corner —

yearning.

Joyful

as a double

rainbow streaking the sky,

kindness fills the darkened hours —

saving.

Kindly,

reaching outward

to lend a helping hand,

goodness breaks through the stormy skies —

wanting.

Goodness

overcomes hate,

breaking down barriers,

and mildness mends broken fences —

calming.

Mildly,

like butterflies

landing on soft petals,

patience sits quietly aside —

watching.

Patient

like a raptor,

stalking its prey at night,

self-control takes firm hold of hearts —

biding.

Restrained

and as pure as

water within the clouds,

faith floats on the wings of belief —

trusting.

Faithful,

unwavering

and certain as the sun,

love reigns over everything—

yearning.

Lovely

as morning dew,

on the fresh blades of grass,

peace settles over the darkness —

waiting.

. . .

© Lena Folkert 2022, All Rights Reserved

Previously Published on Medium

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