GIFT OF RECOVERY

GIFT OF RECOVERY When it all appears lost and gone Hopes and dreams do not survive There’s so little left to think upon Even an inert soul can still be alive Although recovery seems remote But with the promise it may arrive A chance, despite any book quote For natural healing to be effective As prayers may stick in the throat It might be a gift, perhaps selective Yet can turn one’s fortunes around By following some sublime directive Who provides the gift one may ask Can it be for any or all, to receive Maybe an answer behind the mask Is it about what we know or believe Cheating death isn’t sour, but sweet A gift when it was the time to leave Victory when recovery is complete Snatched from those jaws of defeat