Healing found me with my back turned
Unassumingly seeping in through my unsettled feet
While I stared with sunken eyes at a future lost
Already determined that the hourglass of my life
Had reached its final clinging grains of sand.
I was hurting, dear soul, so very misaligned,
Believing I was exempt from experiencing joy
Grieving, breaking, sick, disintegrating
Unaware that goodness is what we all deserve.
Healing caught me completely offguard,
But in it, my soul reawakened slowly and steadily
Until pain became the catalyst of regeneration
Hope took its place as the steady ground beneath my feet
Suffering became a necessary stepping stone
Leading to the wondrous beauty of today.