Awakening - Poem by Amy Serhienko
A light shines down deep into my soul,
Waking me from slumber,
From the dark cocoon which has enveloped me.
I've been sleepwalking,
Wandering through my days as though awake,
But really only putting one foot in front of the other
And stumbling along,
Putting in my time
Until the day was over,
And I could retire to blessed sleep.
But now, I am awake again.
I can dance again, and skip, and jump,
And sing, and shout, and laugh,
And weep, and cry, and do all manner of things
Because now I remember how they feel.
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