Dec 19 – Longing

In my dreams Emma sometimes speaks, which she can’t.  I wake bereft, flooded by the spillover of losses and longings I keep dammed up.

I can’t stop my heart.
It recedes and reaches – twists
into one strong hope

holding the connection between now and not yet.  How kind God is to send Elizabeths into my life, schooled in the long wait, to bring courage into my reality and ready to rejoice over the womb of hope within me.

© 2016 – Laurel Archer

With gratefulness to all the Elizabeths in my life.

Photo Credit: Barbara Mutch; Artist: Cynthia McAlister
Poetry form, Haibun


4 thoughts on “Dec 19 – Longing

  1. I have this same dream…I often heard Jayden speaking, simply, easily…and we are all amazed. And at Christmas I am drawn to the words of Luke…”Immediately the mouth of Zacharias was opened and his tongue loosed, and he began to speak, praising God.”

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