LIVING AGAIN
Waters now flowing where once was so dry.
Seems He never would hear my feverant cry for release.
But in His own time, not on my dime the calling long last answered.
Plastered in numbness now broken free.
'Send me someone' was my unanswered plea.
Now awakened & alive for the first time in years.
He cares I fear.
Do I let him come in?
Let this heart spin?
Choosing that prize of contentment.
Do I chance it?
Too spent to resist it.
What the hey?
Heart empty anyway.
The chances of pain more promising than the emotionless drone each day has held.
Feeling something.
Holding fast to the promise of a new day.
Come to me sweet love.
I'm opening myself to the wound healing shield of a lovers embrace.
Hold me tight through the night.
Daze blown free by your hurricane wind.
Holding you within my distrustful hope.
Letting go the guarded ghost of recent existence.
Pleased at the prospect of needed fulfillment.
My friend. My lover. My healer.
Sweet kinship so young in the stages of ages set free.
Satiate this long held ache of empty safety.
Invisible no more through the eyes of your shore.
Waves take me, shake me into the life giving forces of loves recovering flood.
Feeling alive as the flat line revives my dying soul.
Comatose no more as I wash to the shore of this breath giving life.
Ending the strife of emptiness so long alive.
Lonely no more.
Shaken to the core of electrifying rushes of life
For fear was winning.
New hope is now spinning me away with the winds of sweet change.
Cleansed of my shame.
At last I'm unchained and living again.
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