I felt the current pulling me under…
your words provided shelter
from the rain of discontent
pelting my battered body.
I watched life scatter my dreams asunder…
you strived to make me stronger,
infused me with new-found courage
that I could, indeed, grasp for a future unseen.
I mourned the innocence and hope cruelly plundered…
you offered your ear and shoulder,
and supplied words of comfort (surely, heaven-sent)-
insisting goodness and kindness resided within me.
I absorbed the encouragement, and wondered…
did my worries become like beads of water
sliding off a duck’s feathered back?
Like a mirror, I must reflect the grace extended to me.
Inspiration: This poem came to mind as I was pondering reflection. There is the kind of reflection depicted in the photo; and then there is the reflection we do when we look back at where we have been, and those who have helped us through.
On March 28, 2010, I wrote my first timid post here. I was certain no one would read it… and not many did! But a strange thing has happened over the years… people have found my small space on the internet. I appreciate everyone who has taken time to read something I’ve written.
Since I likely won’t post until next week, I just wanted to acknowledge the 5-year mark of this blog and my 773rd post. It’s happening because of you: the readers/commenters who make this a fun place to be. I’ve grown a lot in the last five years and bared much more here than I ever thought I would. I thought revealing myself would be terrifying, but it’s turned out to be liberating.
For all of you who have had me in your thoughts and prayers over the last couple months – thank you. Your kind support has truly helped more than you know. Someday I will provide some explanation, but I simply can’t right now :)