| My sturdy Little Home |
My sturdy Little Home Qaiser Mukhtar, PhD 3/18/99 It was the summer of 1998 When my home of ten years, came tumbling down Leaving me shade-less in the blazing June sun For days I stood there holding my breath Frozen in time Thinking I would fall if I were to move believing that my life had come to an end Then I heard the life whispering to me encouraging me to take, gentle, little steps speaking to the girl I once had been spunky and gutsy with a lust for adventure surrendering to life, following that whisper I walked away, from the debris of my home To the unknown land of nowhere As I stumbled on through the changing seasons I felt the breeze, I soaked in the rain I touched the stars, I flirted with the moon I danced with passion on the double rainbows at times I stepped on the thorns of betrayal and sat there crying, feeling stabs of pain but then came the Spring, bringing sweet new blooms and I learned to drink from the well of life and I learned to trust the wisdom of nature Today I am thankful to that dreadful storm For taking away from me, my sturdy little home and giving me the wonderful experience of life For I know that the home I had built then Was keeping me walled-in and sheltered, Away from the joys of life When I am ready to make my new little home I will make it out of the ever-changing clouds To allow in the seasons of growth To let in the twinkle of stars and the caress of the healing moonlight
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