Uses of Adversity
back along the long road
Pain fills me, and regret
The past fades to gray:
An old watercolor worn and swarming with silverfish in the attic
A broken chair, sagging forlorn in the yard
Perhaps some things are best forgotten
light stream down into my tortured soul!
I sit, waiting for the sun to rise
My joints complain, my body aches
Yet I stubbornly wait, knowing that all things turn
A fierce persistent spark lies deep within me
Glowing with determined I await the sunrise
and a new life.