golden leaves cling to
nearly bare branches,
buffeted by the wind
lit by the bright November sun,
I watch and pray,
pray for the fragile world,
complex, diverse,
war-torn yet beautiful,
pray from my fragile soul,
holding within
a mix of hopes, desires,
dreams,
joys, and sorrows,
a leaf falls,
the seasons are turning
again,
life given up,
life re-born,
all will be well,
all will be well…
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About Sally C
How do I describe myself, I am not what I do, (I am a Methodist Minister), I am not who I am related to (I have 5 wonderful children, 2 lovely granddaughters and 2 lovely grandsons).
I am a seeker truth, a partaker of life in all it's fullness and a follower, sometimes stumbling, sometimes celebrating of the Christian pathway.
I seek wholeness, joy and a connectedness to all things through a deep reconciliation with the God whose love blows my socks off!
I love walking, swimming and photography, I dabble with paint and poetry...
Eternal footsteps 