Flutter and Rise

Thoughts flutter
and rise from my soul
like paper cranes
lifted by an updraft from some hidden vent.

Cranes like the ones my grandfather
used to make for me
during church when I was small
to help me be reverent and still.

Yes, these thoughts are like those cranes:
reverent and joyful,
fluttering and rising
toward something beautiful.

Perhaps God gives me such thoughts
to help me pause
in reverence and awe
and be still.

3 thoughts on “Flutter and Rise

  1. You are very multi talented! You were a great example to a young woman as a missionary. A wonderful woman and mommy, now a very talented poet. Yup, Heavenly Father made you great!


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