Always a Mountain
Always a Mountain|
(for John and all reasons why)
How could I have known my world
Would fall apart... to shatter
Into a million pieces and scatter
My dreams upon far-flung wind?
And I struggle to find myself
In this debris of grief, of heartache,
Refusing to let my spirit break
Even as I stumble and feel doubt.
I face your loss, a mountain
Of pain I think I may never climb,
Let it become my strength... until time
No longer feels like an enemy.
I still turn to you so often,
Feel your solidness behind me...
There for each new journey,
Pointing me toward the sky.
You are my breath, my world...
My gentle breeze and zephyr wind,
Encouraging me to be myself,
Easing the darkness of doubt.
You are my rock, always my mountain
Even when I think life an enemy.
How I miss you but am reminded often...
Behind me, the mountain... ahead lies the sky.
© mdbadgerow 2006
Rev. 2007 & 2008
Written in the Soliloquy form
© 2008 Myrna D.
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