light poem

Well then,
 how did you think
you got healed
anyway?

How did the light come -

So long forgotten

Into that dark?

Do you recall

The weight inside your arms

how you sat outside

In that same sweatshirt,

wet faced -  because you

Knew that He was the

Only freaking chance

you had?

How
in your mind’s eye, you saw
 a highway with

Sealed off-ramps,

And a door

most prized

that,
even if shut,

would be-
 of all things-

worth waiting for.

Q: How then did the light come?

A: The way light does.

At first

 you barely trusted

your eyes.

reguardless, it came

spilling across field and street.

Who is competent to understand such things?

Who can say anything
except

 thank you?

Remember!

You did not save anyone,

Least of all yourself.