I’ve finally made it to the mid-way mark.
And it’s great to be at home in my skin.
It took me a while to quiet the din,
Of chaos caused by thrashing through the dark.
Should’ve known life would be bitter and tart,
Although of late, it’s been chocolatey sweet.
Spring lilies adorn the earth at his feet,
Bathed in tears for the years we were apart.
Even if winter is icy and hard,
Blossoms can thrive in the garden within,
Heavenly scented, healing kith and kin,
A gift of love distilled into pure nard.
As I receive I give back in fullness
His gaze holds mine in the heart of stillness.
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