I do not fear any door closing, nor the weight of absence that settles over empty fields as sunflowers bow alive in stillness and silence

For over 10 years I have courted chaos, and her friend loss took my hand, as to steal me away then Death saw me and smiled for he is an old friend with our reunions  ever shrouded in the veil of yesterday’s haggard breaths , as we shared secrets

Today 2025 my laughter is no longer filled by sorrow,and the torment that once was an F5 is only now a gentle southern breeze with a glass of lemonade

On this wind rides stories only I can hear,each one a stepping stone,leading back to myself: Here today, I am whole,  I hold my own hand,and know that to live is to embrace all that frightens me, and win!

For nothing can happen, but Jesus!