Reach

Reach









Did He not suffer?

Did He not ache…

For the fallen condition of mankind-

Which more often than not, remains unkind.

Thankfully, His nail-pierced hand

Is still in reach for anyone

To take –and gently rise

From deep,deep sleep.

Time to awake-

By the Spirit of God

That is placed forever

within the soul ---

Reach for the Hand

That can make

All things new ,

purified

And whole.











Julie Pisacane © 2010

Summer Walk

Moving along steadily as we talk

Under sizzling sun while on our walk

We share our thoughts, hopes and dreams.



Our eyes are blessed by birds and butterflies

As we journey under invigorating skies

Enjoying the remains of sunshine's beams.



Taking in all the sights and sound

of sweet summer season found all around

Finding rest from our walk by shimmering streams.