Stepping out onto the precipice of black asphalt
Cars whizzing past at rocket speeds
The smell of exhaust and fear
Mingled with fish, and tears.
Horns blaring and people shouting,
“Lady, you’re crazy…can you hear?”
Her mind whirls with the chaos and fear
Intermittent sanity, and tears.
Walking, purposefully toward the barrier
Sweat beading on her lip and her head
They beckon her to leap with no fear
As resolve dries the pain, and tears.
Silence engulfs and the world stops spinning
As hope dissipates into relief and calm
Anticipation pulls her over wall … over fear
Death swoops in, and there are no tears.
The current swiftly carries her pain all away
and this is how she ended the day….
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Azalea Trees and Tea Rooms was born out of an idea from a dear relationship I had with a Sister in Christ. We would walk the streets of Richmond, Virginia to exercise after work and during that time we spent much time praying and growing in Christ Jesus. We would frequent Mrs. Morton's Tea Room, along with other restaurants in the Fan area of Richmond and would admire the beautiful Azaleas along Monument Avenue. I mistakenly called them Azalea "Trees" one day and well, there you have it. I invite you along for stories, lessons, and a holistic approach to living organically and authentically in the HOPE of Jesus, as I experience through the Gospel and life and share my heart with you.
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