"Root Legs of Red Mangroves Extend into Biscayne Bay" Photographic Print




Roots

I feel at times the path filled with light,
my faith strong the burden lighter,
easy to be kind and gentle,
yes all is well when the presence felt,
and mercies embraced experienced. 

I feel at times the path dark and cold,
my faith weak and my burden heavy,
I struggle to be kind and gentle,
yes all is pain when the presence hides,
mercy seen to mock me.

Yet each state tells me nothing,
for faith is made of deeper stuff,
for grace unfelt and hidden,
waters the roots
that cling to the soul.