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. Then- Soon I saw the bottom of a rock. And- 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. But- 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. Now- 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 Craig Cornish May 7, 2019