we’re all asking

for direction

to an unknown


full of fear and


i want to live



a life without     limits.

or complications…

that’s just a figment

of my imagination

i’d like to set

a course for


learn to trust

the process

not my progress

i’m trying harder…

to let go

free-falling softly…

like the snow

hold my hand


when I go

to hold on

to what is less

Your gifts are

perfect Father

i confess You

melt our bitterness

like rain You

wash away

our sorrows

and our stains

You make

a masterpiece

from our messes

turning ashes

into party dresses

so we praise You

Father as You

bless us

we lift our voices

and sing out

our confession

“Your grace is

greater than


Holy Spirit fill us

till we spill out

with Your presence”

© Una-Melina 2017