Brought to Life
Driving by a beautiful sight
seeing the dead trees covered in snow
they wait to be brought back to life
I listen to prayers and praise of God
my heart yearns for Him.
I would share here what inspired the poem but I write about the inspiration in the poem. I was with my mom after a bookstore date. We chose to drive down a scenic route. I was specifically listening to a recitation of the prayers of the last prophet. We talked about how beautiful and calming both the view and recitation was. I can tell you how I felt. I was moved to tears. Has something moved you to tears?