Keep moving

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You came to me like a well-timed wind, if that were at all a possibility,
and swept me in tears of relief and joy,
how much more can I thank the Lord?
With your visit today, so unexpected, you cast away the pain I've been carrying around
and the tears I cried were filled with marvelous light,
and I trust that you were blessed as was I
when we exchanged our hearts.
You said I could call at two in the morning if I felt the need,
and I said to you, I wouldn't do that, I'm not the type,
and you said, still, the invitation's open,
and I was glad to know you are a friend.
Thank you, Estie, for being there.
You pushed away the clouds and showed me once again
that there is peace in all things through truth in love
and I was further encouraged by the dream I had last night
to say I'll be ok, everything will be alright,
and I am stepping into my future,
I am confident in who I am,
and glad to have the Lord to imitate,
glad to have someone believe in me,
and glad to have made new friends besides.
Life is good, my friend, I have no doubt.
I love each moment I'm alive these days
because I see the forest for the trees
and I love my routine, my goals, the content of my life,
more now than before,
more now than before.
I thank God for movement;
as I said at gym yesterday,
when I was dog-gone tired and felt I could not move another inch,
just keep moving; when you stop moving, you are no longer alive.
Perhaps a bit macabre, considering I was amongst 70-year olds,
but I am proud to know ladies in their 70s still doing gym.
Life's good. LG.

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