The Day You Surrendered

 I can see

it

between

the panes

of fogged

up glass.

The white

linen

curtain

lays open 

gently

to invite

you 

to 

this view.

Look unto

it.

You may

never get this

chance again.

As you look 

at the green

grass and 

the rolling

stream

let yourself 

feel 

this view.

This 

moment.

The trees

are calling

to you.

You look

at the metal

lawn furniture 

that is set

for

a gathering

of people.

But there

is just you.

It has 

to be this

way

as you 

let your 

soul

fly out the 

window.

Float across

the butterfly garden

and over the 

stream.

You allow

yourself 

to be rescued.

Just now.

You have to

let it happen.

You almost

let the

orchards

take you.

But you 

were

saved

by this white

curtain

in this window.

It was the day

you surrendered

and found

your 

strength.