From of old, before my nature began to seek light, God carved my name with a purpose. Whatever I seek in this earthly life, my journey should end with perseverance; discovering the intended, unwrapping that gift that blossomed in the simple thought of designing my personhood. It is in the act of belonging, to yearn for the continued craftsmanship of the Almighty that the work He started should ceaselessly evolve in my living. Paz Susan Cabanero-Johnson (2023)
I yearn for the yawning end of day
When shadows cast cradling arms in gray
A muted prayer catches my breath
Pale crimson clouds billow sleeping death
Heavens' abundance in measure
In peace, joy, and unending pleasure - I surrender!
(Susan Johnson, 2022)