Thursday, June 25, 2009
By nature's course,
I find myself moving freely
closer to my destination,
The heart and the mind
needed more time to agree,
were thrown off course by molestation.
Saving my soul
became my sole driving focus,
while surviving excruciating degradation;
And here I am,
Sorting out life, like in December,
only I'm certain of my affiliation.
Wiser, I think,
Definitely more careful, humble,
filled with deeper appreciation,
Living better for today,
ever hopeful for the future,
relishing in excited anticipation.