O Reader, so special and dear!

Perhaps, in a corner, you sit today,
spirit broken, tears rolled, you sway.
A grain of sand, swept off, só confused;
struggling, searching, your heart suffered, bruised!

Many uncertainties weigh on your soul-
unexpected illness, violence, death a toll.
May poetic words ease your heart's silent plea-
heavenly comfort to help you be free!
To relax and smile through both joy and despair,
read Isaiah 43, find solace in prayer!

And may that tiny grain of silica becomes bright,
unfolding like quartz, bringing beauty and light!

Wishes from my heart,

Johanita