Calming drift of reality

  It must have been a reality kick to pressurize myself
back to the lighter step of laughter. Careful of the play
rehearsed.

  So quietly I drift back into a calming. The tears may fall
but the lesson true. Holding clearer the understanding
of a voice.

  Grateful for a journey and still. Oh how interesting a
fall can be. Grateful to sigh against a wall of hard
stone coldness.

  Simple as I leap I must take 10 steps back. Too fast
I was forward. Alas I must learn that grasping isn't mine
to be rewarded.

                               Oh. The strength I ask for.

  The pressing that I lean into. Here it is once more.
Not alone, not going to allow isolation but building a
wall is necessary again. Once more the layers close
over. A learning of laughter. Irony and expected.

  Still one more sigh I dust off my feet. Keep going.
To stay stationary only allows room to let evil be involved.
I cannot allow that, Jehovah will not allow it.

  So here I stand looking, wondering motionless but
seeing reality as the way it is supposed to be.

               Just breathing. As though I must.
                          Demanded to.

   Now the heights of a brightness pulls me. Gathers me
such loving arms that all that was given isn't lost.

             Shh holding onto one moment. For me. Mine.

   Jehovah please carry me once more for my feet are
dragging and I am in need of you more than ever.
I must see that.

         So yes dear friend life does laugh. Also
a small echo falls. A whisper of hope for another day
years to come. Looking back at laughter of iron.

       Strength gain and trials I persevered through.
One day yes.