My days were becoming a blur
I needed a break from doldrums
Time was an unwanted guardian
I chose a ferry ride across the river
April winds swirled upon the water
Subtle change of pace for difference
No person in mind or destination
Upstairs to a near-empty upper deck
Sun gleaming off the watery surface
Then she turned, faced my direction
Life paused and I became breathless
But when she smiled, life is renewed
After three years we’re still having
The very same …first conversation
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Where flight became stalled
Because fear stood its ground
There- is where I- was reborn
Where I relearned my reality
As broken fragments of a self
Where I’ve seen the unveilings
Of time, truth, and Holy love
Where angels cried and wept
For my salvation and healing
And I- wept along with them
Where fire seared my mission
Forged into my soul as passion
A combatant for the wounded
Of humanities silenced…truths
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Oh, the last 2 lines! So so poignant.
As always, so rich in imagery.
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Thank you deeply.
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