Others' Sighs


Ahh…Amazing Liberation!

I'm surprised how sweet it actually is:

Warm butterscotch slipping down my throat.

It was such a difficult journey.

I'm not really sure what kept my heart beating,

but some invisible thing did.

Now here I am:

Muscles weak and out of breath,

as if I'd been running hard

on a very cold day…

lungs burning and cheeks red,

but finally sitting by the fire.

It will take awhile to adjust

to this new place I think.

But I will learn to stand firmly here and

listen and adapt and

before I know it, I will be calling this place home…

sitting in a rocking chair, wearing worn slippers,

a little dog in my lap and

brand new eyes to see the world

Written by Stephanie Darnell

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