Last Poem (For a Time)

Looking back, I do not know how I kept breathing

But from the grace of kind hands that held me up

I had lost all reasons to invest in believing

Except for the faith of those who saw what I could not see.

Dear soul, this is the full circle, my moment of gratitude

When I realize the miracles encapsulated in a handful of years

That healed a battered, bleeding, desperately fighting heart

With the illumination of little grains of hope through my tears.

I will not forget what brought me here

To this place of overwhelming gratitude

The way my soul was pulled by a greater power

In the dark, cold hours of sheer survival

To this warm, welcoming, healing space

That offered me the compassion of grace,

And I’ll leave a lantern shining here in the dark

In case you wander near, in case you feel lost

For souls have a way of remembering light

Even when time has passed, even when our eyes lose sight.

Published by Quietest Poet

Writer, mother, counselor, flower gardener, recipe seeker, and Netflix lover.

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