The Climb

I am a vine

climbing toward glory

clinging to my path the best I know how.

Dark skies move in carrying dangerous winds.

I am tried and tested.

I cling tight.

Reaching and stretching, gaining and growing.

My roots may be short but my reach is long.

I climb on.

Unwelcome guests may enter my space

pulling and tugging,

attempting to sabotage my growth.

I see the light and climb

higher and higher

drawing sustenance from that which grounds me.

Some days leave me tattered and torn.

Weathering storms and droughts

my will is strong.

Do you see me as weed,

as leaf, as vine?

I know God sees me as purely divine.

With Faith, I climb on.

A Friend's Give-a-way

Head over to my friend and fellow blogger's page for a give-a-way.

John is an author, a healer, an artist and all around beautiful spirit.

(if you don't win, you can always follow one of his page links to his Etsy stores!)

He creates healing art pieces and is giving one of his prints away.

You can enter for a chance to win a copy of the print below.

For your chance, click HERE.

Your print will arrive all the way from Tenerife, Spain!

(Perhaps for some of you that's not so far. For me? It's quite dreamy!)

Wordless Wednesday