We Endure 3-29-21
The days I felt as though I could not brave another day,
The nights I was sure I would succumb to the darkness
To ever be where no light existed, no love and surely no hope.
One day melting and leading into another, ceaselessly on,
Immobilized and paralyzed with intolerable grief and loss,
I survived those days finding myself here, so many days hence.
We endure. Somehow we manage to count every second,
Those eternal measures of time that prey upon our minds.
We do endure it all in spite of ourselves, in spite of it all.
Our minds seek the light when we are submerged in blackness.
We strain our eyes to see beyond the heavy shroud of night,
One day to find ourselves shielding against the returning light
I don’t remember the day the color came back into my world
I just know it had returned and I noticed, feeling alive once more.
Relishing the long moments, I tarried and then chose to stay.
To bear tragedies that would surely kill us if we conjured them
Is the mystery of our ability to endure the impossibilities.
Curiously we seek and find higher ground to view the horizon.
When the sorrow and sadness eventually becomes uninteresting,
The thirst for life shifts towards an insatiable desire to live and thrive.
And so in spite of the occasional eclipse, I will linger to endure.