At Winter’s End

When the reality of what you lived

Finally hits you

Its a ton of bricks loaded in overcoat pockets

Sinking you to the bottom of an ocean

Inky black opaue

Breathing is impossible

As vice grips heart

Twisting its painful message tighter and tighter

Forward vision is stolen

You become blind to the world

But no longer blind to the depths of your soul

But maybe at the bottom of that deep sea

You also find

A greater awareness

Being birthed out of great torture

As you see how faultess you really were

And how hard you struggled

Against obstacles

Wrought by other”s omissions

And with the grieving honestly encountered

Victimhood ends

As a new path opens

In the midst of a wilderness

That then becomes no longer wasteland

But virgin forest

Bursting with new growth

At the dawning of winter’s end

Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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