It was the un-answered prayer
that brought me to my knees,
that taught me to question,
and tore me to tears.
Unspeakable sorrow,
beyond comprehension;
un-explainable grief,
without words or expression.
I wandered, dreamless,
unaware of the time.
except to know it was passing
beneath the weight of my step.
It was the un-answered prayer
that erased my future,
that blurred my horizon
that forced my today.
Today, where my breath is drawn,
and my footprints are fresh,
where what I have to cling to
is well within reach.
It was in the here and now,
where my healing began
and my dream, lost and broken,
became the fuel of my fight.
I live my days, rekindled,
a slight spark, not a fire;
but a start, a beginning
a step forward, a new hope.
- here’s to hope
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