The Clearing

What is this feeling that fills my heart
That opens my soul and lifts my eyes
To the cream-colored clouds and the clearing skies?

I think I too may be clearing
After a stormy passage and a silent song
The aching emptiness of a world gone wrong
A desire to love and a fear to touch
A little boy who’s been hurt too much.

Now the clearing has begun
And I feel warmed by the rising sun.
Will you, God, give me the gift to feel
The strength to lead and the love to heal?
... And the courage to begin.