by Lucy M. Young
At last my mind and heart and soul are free Uncluttered and unfettered The heavy chains of doubt and fear Have turned to rainbows at my feet My spirit's free My mind can grow and bloom In new creative channels. My heart can spread its wings and soar To joy unknown to me before. My soul will bow before my Lord In humble adoration, In deep and lasting gratitude For this most precious gift of happiness.
Woodsmoke and Cardamom 