A Happy Destiny Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The precious gift I hold so tight,
Will vanish if I keep it mine,
To stay within the sober light,
I must pass down the blessed vine.

My life depends on this one goal,
To share the peace within my soul.
I cannot keep it, lest I give,
A paradox that sets me free,
For only when I help you live,
Can I maintain my sobriety.

When I share my strength and hope,
We both gain grace to live and cope.
A lonely road becomes a path,
For those who still must suffer long,
Away from addiction's bitter wrath,
Together we are kept from wrong.

To share the grace is to expand,
Walking towards a happy land.