19/05/22

So many words,
So many dreams,
So many thoughts,

Utterly wasted.

Leaving me breathless
Leaving me lifeless
Leaving me wordless.

Leaving me.

I scratch my way out
I stumble my way out
I crawl my way out.

Out,
Out,
Out… where?

It’s barely May 

The blue sky stretches infinitely
The mountains are bare and green
The path is dry and scalding….

Too much sun
Too much heat
Too much….

And yet,

Here are the acacias and the elders

Their sweet scent
Their white flags
Their gentle dance

And beyond them,

The winding path
The lush scrub
The cool woods.

Teeming with life,
Chittering with hope.
Moist with tears….

Tears of hope.
Tears of tiredness.
Tears of relief.

That part is over,
Isn’t it?

Thank God!

That new part is starting,
Isn’t it?

Thank God!

Nothing lasts,
Nothing lingers,
Nothing ends.

A strange yet strong truth.

And do you know what I will find beyond that scorching path?
And do you know what I will find beyond that dark forest?
And do you know what I will find beyond that quiet solitude?

A gate with briar roses,
A garden with tea roses.
A table with roses and a tea.

And laughter,
And coolness,
And gentleness.

Peace,
at last.

Relief,
At last.

Hope,
At last.

A few more steps,
A few more toils,
A few more days,

And I will know…
And I will grow…
And I will soar…

Until then,

I keep my peace,
I keep my hope,
I keep my garden…

Full of daisies,
Full of cherries 
Full of fairies…

And so many roses…

Petals as soft as my thoughts.
Scent as sweet as my hopes.
Gleaming as steadily as my faith.