These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

Awakening.

I was feeling lost
In need of a hero
A friend
Who will guide me out of this darkness.

Towering clouds,
Dark and heavy
Are threatening to spoil the day
And the hurricane-like wind is whirling
Like it’s threatening to blow me away.

Suddenly
I looked up
And saw, and was puzzled.
Why was it so that
Behind the clouds of menacing grey
Appears a sparkling blue
And why was it that the wind,
although blowing hard
Seems to refresh my spirit…

I pondered this
And looked up again and realized
That amidst the emotional turmoil
Amidst the hurt
Within me is person – strong
Within me is a spirit willing to fight
And is capable of holding on.

Yes.
Within me is a hero.


- 2.08.1998
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