Christine Engstrom

The rattles in my history ground me
To rise before the dawn and
Greet each day in word.

Find me exploring, tasting, sampling
The bountiful gifts of the Creator.

Faith affords comfort and peace in the
Unfinished.

Let go and rest within my deep
And gentle understanding. 

Release uncertainties for me to cradle
And together
We will uncover hope where it hides.