An internal alarm sounded in love. It burst forth as breath on my brow.
These words from God’s heart dropped dew on my soul, a freshness of spirit allowed.
He spoke not in terror or shame of the past, but held me in love’s great embrace.
For the first time, I think, I saw myself in His mirror, written with the joy of His face.
On a snowy March morning, I began that great day with a wakeup call I gladly heard.
The Creator summoned forth a new day for me: “Let there be love” was the word.