Healing

I lost myself in words of then,
never to be seen again.
Until the pages read,
the truth of things once said.
 
I found myself in rhythmic prose,
a she that only whisper knows.
Falling like the sand,
caught within my hand.
 
I saw my soul in lines of pain,
in downpour of forgotten rain.
Lost to time and sound,
fleeting yet profound.
 
I told myself with every tear,
in distance of each long-lost year.
Tomorrow is today,
so live it just that way.

I thrust myself toward the sun,
and to the moon as night begun.
To reach that distant sky,
in whispers of my why.
 
I gazed upon the birds in flight,
and kissed the clouds with pure delight.
Rejoicing in the wind,
my heart began to sing.
 
I woke up to a dance of me,
for all the world to truly see.
That broken hearts can heal,
and God knows how I feel.
 
KEC
aka Deo Volente
12/13/2025