The Elevating Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The elevating finally arrives,
Like a magic carpet gliding in to invite rides...
For those who have been despondent.
And patiently awaiting,
With years and many tears...
That have left eyes too dry unable to cry.
To see evidence confirmed to affirm,
Faith kept to keep leaves believers...
Eventually receiving expected dreams,
And wishes to get.
As a path begins to clear those obstacles,
Once appearing more threatening with each step.
To regret a wish to reach that peak of success.
And then 'mysteriously' a miracle witnessed begins,
As if to sweep away to make ineffective opposition.
An opposition that seems to have quickly vanished.
To leave believes with kept faith,
Awed, thrilled and speechless.

'Now what is your problem?
You look as if you've lost something.'

~I have.
I've lost them.
I have none.~

'You have 'none'?
None of what? '

~Problems.
They are gone.~

'Then why are you crying? '

~You have no idea how good it feels to do it.
I'm letting go of everything I held onto for too long.~