The Seeds Planted in My Garden (2022)

This year I am thankful. Grateful for the mercy and favor that has been shed on my life.

Headpiece by Sonoran Muses – Emily Jones

Joyous that my cries for the end brought trumpets for beginnings. I am peaceful because I know the Awesome guides my steps. I have lost those whom guided me: Ernestine, Joseph, Aaron, Betty, and Denise. But I have gained sight that shows me the way. A high price was paid for my future, and now I multiply the talents passed to me (Matthew 25:14-30). Love made me, and loved I am. War protected me, and so I defend. Thank you to all that believe in me. Your seeds are watered well in my garden.

  

 With Love,
Martina Delgado 

                                                                                            

                                                                                  

Morning Prayers

Thank you.
That is my voice waking me to the risen sun.
I breathe in and yawn.
My body feels stiff,
I stretch.
I feel each ligament,
Each muscle reminds me I am still here.
My eyes flutter and form is added to my vision.
A bed, mirror, tables, and plants,
glow under the curtain, dimmed light.

I am home.
Home is me.

My dog pushes her nose against the bedroom door.
She is awake.
She stretches her body downward,
Tail up and I hear her peaceful moan.
Each muscle reminds her that she is still here.
Her jaw parts to pant and she is happy.
Thank you for my human.

And there we are.
Two beings,
Animated again.
Living prayers in skin.