In a dusty room I waited for their return 

Day in and day out

She was light and hope and love

Always kind and willing to listen

And she – well, she was strength and creation and determination

A stronghold when the light faded, pushing through the dark with optimism

Days, weeks, maybe months passed and I stayed in that dusty little room

I waited so patiently for even a glimpse of them

But they never came

That dusty room became my only companion

Slowly eating me up

Until one day after years of waiting

I stood up and stepped outside

And for the first time in years I saw them

The light from a friend’s smile

The hope of each new day

The love of those who missed me

The strength of leaving that little dusty room

The determination to never return

And the creation.

Ongoing and never ending