The Child Who Once Was

* A day after my triumphant battle against Covid19 which lasted for about six weeks, I wrote this verse. I am thankful and have realized, never to take life for granted ever again* The Child Who Once Was Gazing across imaginary bridge sensing the stark reality of his unforeseen last breath of day Silent vertical steps ascending took a glimpse of the other side mottled shades of indistinct gray Memory of a dire scene skillfully contrived noticed weakness in human naivete so furtively deceived Faint voices while flesh hovers in what seemed like an eternity reverberate sound of rapture unperceived Death a new beginning devoid of pain elevates sadness to bliss ending preconceived upheld notions When dreams enfold every ounce of being then tenderly caress acceptance banish prehistoric illusions Receding waves of enduring torments yielded healing moments allowing the soul to discover inner space Amidst the cradle of darkness flow tears of contentment for the child who once was received celestial grace 02/13/20221 5:17 p.m. Intown Suites Riviera Beach Florida USA