
by Sally Ann Houston
I am afraid in this passage of my life.
It is dark and stormy and cruel
With sharp piercing teeth
and its cold harsh claws
tightly closed around me.
How happy I will be to continue on
to another passage of my life,
on to a separate part of my life,
to leave this beast far behind me.
Even there I sense another beast awaits me.
a storm of such cruel hatred
to pound down upon me
with destructive force.
Then another and another
passage after passage
beast after beast
and I am afraid.
but there is hope
There must be hope
for I have seen it
in the face of understanding.
Peace and joy overwhelm me
to think of those, that do care,
to give me strength
to see that these beasts
that continually haunt me
are not beasts at all
but only fear and ignorance, now gone
and I am no longer afraid.

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