Copyright © 2008 Stephanie Sullivan
All rights reserved, Wild Child Publishing.
When the night breathes shallow upon weary bones
and the promise of dawn weighs heavy in the
nighttime sky...so long seem the hours
when the heart is burdened...when
the soul clings desperately to the
hope of a brighter day...
'Serenity to accept the things I cannot change'
echos against these walls built from cherished
memories...those where as a child I danced
upon my fathers feet...staring up into blue
eyes that shone bright as the midday sun...
where peace was found in his kiss upon my
cheek...in the sound of 'I love you' as
he turned out my bedroom light and
ushered me to dream...
'Wisdom to know the difference' rains upon a life
spent searching for acceptance that never
came...where as a youth I walked the
dark and lonely corridors of a place
where as an adult I have still yet to
find...where what began years
ago as the anticipation of a
road less traveled ended
with only tattered shoes
from the tiresome
journey...
Though the path has been arduous and there
have been more nights spent in sorrow than
days spent in sunlight...my spirit continues
to cling to the tranquility promised at the
end of my flight...when my wings will
find rest on the horizon and I will
again breathe deeply...
For now I find grace in the whispers of a
new sunrise...and calmness is found in
my hand upon my childs heart...in
the comfort of each beat as he
drifts to sleep...in the
reassurance of another
day...of second
chances and new
beginnings...
My refuge is built on the hope of things
to come...those things I reach for that
are felt just beyond my grasp...those
wished for earnestly but which remain
unseen...yet I feel them such as the
wind that brushes against my
fevered skin and the arms
that cradle me during
the longest of nights...
especially in those hours where it's darkest before
the dawn...when my eyes are weary but can't
sleep and where the darkness finds respite in my
tears...
yet peace still rests in the promise of
tomorrow...
even when the night breathes shallow