by Clara Klein
Who do I give thanks to for filling me with Spirit? With it I am capable of things I cannot do alone. I am surprised by its arrival – it startles and stirs me. The time is not of my choosing I’ve been low and despondent Unable to look forward or up When it descends upon me It takes over my will Propelling me forward to action A spark flashes in me Lighting my consciousness To see hope in the shadows The joy pours over me Making me buoyant and light To rise above all the despair I feel like I can jump up into Heaven’s embrace My arms reach out as if to grasp it I long for it to pull me up This spirit has lifted me out of my darkness! Passion has returned to my soul I am dancing again! Jumping, kicking, twirling Rejuvenated like when I was young Yet the rush doesn’t last – it is just a glimpse of the eternal bliss that awaits Afterwards I ache and am fatigued Rest now, the Spirit says Save your strength for the journey ahead.
Clara Klein has been a freelance writer for over thirty years, authoring articles, curriculums, stories, poetry, and prayers. She is currently spending her retirement concentrating on Christian writing, gleaning wisdom from her life’s adventures.