I cannot think of a better way to have spent my last years
If that is to be the case
I’d never felt as free … as alive
Being held strongly there in your arms
gently enough to dance with you
A multitude of fond memories I have accumulated with you
Even though at times I thought
if we were broken… “How could we be apart forever?”
We could not!
with the assumption that “forever” was a long time
I am seeing the world through different eyes
In my heart I am still me…
-the naive one-
who just once more believes whole heartedly in a miracle
One that will vanish away any illness present
as if it’d never been there at all.
And if…God’s will differs from mine
I will bow in total resignation & acceptance
somehow blessed I would honor my fate
for it is in my Lord’s hands.
He is a beautiful person to me
nor am I
nor is any other
I am captivated by his heart
which is GRAND & REAL
more so than most beings I’ve known
His voice is heroic
it carries the honor
of great victories
of profound pain.
He is a survivor