Growth In

In this isolation where outside the window birds chirps at dusk (perhaps I should go outside soon) Soon enough There is light from the window I hear the passing cars (not much to look upon) The is no countryside here at dawn I do not reflect upon the past but I am stuck for days on end In need of a friend and I take a shower, and make it chill upon my skin Perhaps like rain I take a walk in the warmth of this Spring day and though the cars and pavement are not my friend I look upon the sky and know one who is and as He shines His love on my heart and happiness is with me for this moment Perhaps His light and the rain of desolate emotion growth in