Is Like and As
Insanity is like beauty
In the eye of the beholder
At least that is what she had to believe
The memory of her mother
Boucing off the padded walls
Chilled her
No candle could light her up
From the dark spot of that time in her mind
But the Holy Spirit is not a candle
Nor a flashlight
Nor any ordinary thing
Industrial strength brilliance at the speed of God!
She reruns yesterday through her mind
That Halloween party
She in her hippy jeans
And with her heart on her sleeve
No one stomped on it
And she was so relieved
Now she sits and hears the political chatter
She doesn't shatter
November 4 is right around the corner
And she thinks she knows what she will do
Praying us all through.
Beauty is like hope
It thrives
Best in sunshine
But can bloom in darkness
And she is aware that inner loveliness
Is so much more dear
Hope is like faith
It floats
And the feather is as light as a summer breeze
The leaves fall
And she smiles
She loves the snow
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