A Darkened, Grieving, Angry Mind Poem by Doris Cornago
A Darkened, Grieving, Angry Mind
How can I deny there is a God
Every step brings back the
Fact of my resistance
And my God's
Constant
Grace
In
Every
Pothole
Surrounding
Me, giving me
Recourse, a path
In an alley, a hidden
Stronghold to recover
When I lose track of the
Way, time to recover, heal
Find someone with an open
Hand, a spirit guide, a cooling
Wind, beckoning, some light, a
Faint sound, words to enlighten
A darkened, grieving, angry mind
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Recovery can take a lifetime but it starts in its own time.: -)