Insurmountable 

I feel a prayer rise within me
for guidance and help as so much shatter,
As hills seem insurmountable , I need a hand.

I pray for a clear head but most
for a trusting and steady heart. 

Maybe I am asking too much when the world is burning
when so many suffer losses and pain, far above understanding.
I should say thanks instead, for every good that has come my way.

Do my  battles with steady mind
be grateful for the loving hearts that surround.
Remember that without love and care our souls don’t live.

I can here the songs from birds outside.

Miriam Ivarson