The room is empty, clean.
There are only Christ and me,
incorporating my many parts.
Two of us, standing in the room of simplicity.
I pray as a breath-prayer: “Wholeness!”
and know that there is a growing strength that both integrates,
and yet holds in tension, my many facets (faces):
infant and dragon,
child and collie,
adult and white horse,
woman-in-a-room knowing Christ as Lord and Light.
Peace, healing, wholeness.
Accepting, serving, resting
before the time for moving on.