Why are we so afraid to lose?
To surrender back to Him what has always been
because we think we will not care in this certain way again?
Or is it that we’re
afraid there will be a day,
that we don’t remember them;
and it will then be clear, that it was only
for a season.
And why are we so desperate to hold on to a
though Summer won’t write words of love once more on our skin.
As though Winter won’t bring us its silent
offerings, as treasures in the darkness.
As though joy won’t
cause our heart to skip a beat
as Spring breaks us open,
and we respond and
soften as a child, with pure expectation.
Why are we afraid to
must lose to gain.
While each season’s gifts are spent, and
running out like rain, through our hands….
a new day’s waiting
in the wings.
Ana Lisa de Jong