The Fears of a Reverie is What Set Me Free
The depth of my darkness encompassed me in my youth.
It took a few years for sorrow to envelope me as if I was a
willow weeping tossing tissues of deepening remorse and pain.
Soon I saw the bottom of a rock.
It was then I needed a hope so strong that the magic that holds
the stars up in the sky collapse and stardust descends gracefully.
Anticipation of a brighter kismet became my inner most light and
my darkest demon- the kind that fears nothing, the kind that fears.
The medallion sunset in the eventide of life was my brilliant beacon.
It shined like a sangria sky in the dead cold of Winter’s deep chill.
For I finally saw the hope I had dreamed of for so many long years.
I say prayers and recite meditational quotes that I write daily.
I fear nothing but the storm that one day I will suffer once again,
but I know in the depths of my soul that I am stronger, wiser and
more grateful than I could have ever imagined in my short life.
The daily meditation I wrote today-
“For I was weak, now I am strong.
Days of forsaken moments are washed away like
pebbles along the shore of a reverie. Thank you,
Lord, for your kindness and love for me. I am forever
in your debt and will continue on this righteous path.”
Sorry, it's 24 lines, I just couldn't stop writing...thank you
The Smile at the Foot of a Ladder Contest
May 7, 2019
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