World, my amazing World, you sustained me<\/p>\n
When death came near.<\/p>\n
Winds first rustling in wild torrents flew me<\/p>\n
To the hospital, where waiting doctors listened for<\/p>\n
Sirens above the whoosh.<\/p>\n
Water iced over in silver-white edges cracked in support and<\/p>\n
Traction in the frenzy of gurneys and running emergency bustle.<\/p>\n
Candles flickered during desperate prayers in the darkest hours<\/p>\n
That night when tiny flowers found strength in their mulch-covered seeds.<\/p>\n
You, my World, embraced me then comforted and saw us through.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
World, my nurturing World, you comforted me<\/p>\n
When death stepped aside.<\/p>\n
Trees in February\u2019s chill dug into the deepest soils<\/p>\n
Past dried leaves, left over snowed tears, and<\/p>\n
Knotted growths to pull up the delicate leaf buds of<\/p>\n
March, slowly, shyly gazing through my hospital window<\/p>\n
Teaching me that roots grow within us all<\/p>\n
Bringing life when we most need the breath for one more day.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
World, my brazen World, you goaded and prodded<\/p>\n
Me in defying the daily deaths of apathy, fear, and resignation<\/p>\n
As I returned home yet needed more healing.<\/p>\n
Sun shining into my home brought no soft rays of light but<\/p>\n
Instead fire-flight wings of energized determination,<\/p>\n
Allowing for my own tears to well-up and flow,<\/p>\n
My hurt to howl out in springtime\u2019s wind songs,<\/p>\n
My knees to gratefully sink to soft muds and new grass in cries of humble gratitude<\/p>\n
Following wobbly steps and murmured fears.<\/p>\n
You celebrated and inspired<\/p>\n
Recovery through a dark passage.<\/p>\n
Your flames would reach up, billow, and tower to illuminate new paths or<\/p>\n
Grow smaller into candle flames to warm each pastel spring morning to a golden afternoon<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
World, my miraculous World, you celebrate with me<\/p>\n
A rebirth in this summer a year of trials, growth, and wonder after that first shock.<\/p>\n
Winds elevate to make me want to fly or coo to me<\/p>\n
Water in storm torrents or soft mist cleanse me<\/p>\n
Your minerals, rocks, and soil connect me to a deeper, richer inner-well<\/p>\n
Your fire warms for energy and ignites my determination.<\/p>\n
World, my amazing, nurturing, brazen, miraculous World, thank you for my life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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