Chrissy Horning


The Rising - Poem by Chrissy Horning

Grateful to feel the sun's warm kiss

Wearily emerging from a wretched abyss

Evading the darkness where my will was left stranded

New awareness of gifts I've been taking for granted

Understanding hard truth, without loss there's no gain

Humbled by the power of once crippling pain

Wounds are slowly healing from grief's relentless strife

Thankful to be salvaged by the sweet magic of life

Confined by constant misery, and loss too vast to cope

Amazed to find that devastation has infused my heart with hope

Struggle provoked the rising of a strength from deep within

This strength brings grace, faith, and love to let me live again.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Wrote this on the 4th of July. Celebrated a personal Independence Day of sort.

Comments about The Rising by Chrissy Horning

  • Veteran Poet - 1,709 Points Bill Cantrell (1/19/2014 6:49:00 AM)

    A true poem where feelings speak reason, really good. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 19, 2014



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