“At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.” — Albert Schweitzer
TRULY GRATEFUL TILL THE END
Into the sunrise lake of my own sunset
I shall wade and sink with nary a ripple.
There in the penubra of the dark skyline,
I shall be, blissfully,
Blown away by the worst wayward winds,
Trapped, stranded in the dreariest doldroms,
I have stayed undaunted, kept unshaken
the faith in better
things to come.
The heaving halo of the partly sunken sun
Now sends thin shafts of shimmering light
That streak through my lengthening shadow.
Still, I shall remain
grateful and true.
I am grateful today for the journey this year has been, there were times I did not think I could hold my sanity, my tongue or my existence. I am grateful for slowly I find that I can tame them all for they are just a part of me and on their own they are still nothing without me.