Tightly enclosed, huddled in the dark, fear pervades
I can’t see, can’t feel. All I find is nothing.
Nothing good, nothing beautiful, nothing to grasp
You reached for my hand. I retreated.
You persisted. I acquiesced.
Love, hope, healing
You were light peeking in the darkness, just a sliver at first.
Constant light, a beacon during a never ending squall
Opening, accepting, unclenching
An awareness of new life
Gratitude that I have survived
Fragile, but here. Tread lightly.
1 comment:
Oh, so sweet. Love the idea of "tread lightly." Some days, that is my mantra.
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