A NEW DAY
With words of encouragement the dark clouds lift.
No longer standing on the edge of the cliff
I see the sun return to cover my path.
The fears that buzzed around my head are
Scattered by the gift of a conversation.
With the discovery of new information
And the realization of broken shackles,
What was once only a picture of despair
Has changed in a moment into a portrait of possibility.
Survival and sacrifice paved the past
Like a thick, dark carpet with a musty odor.
Now a turn in the path has revealed
Soft, fresh ground ready for planting.
With a dose of hard work to turn the soil and
A lavish spread of faith to fertilize the seed,
Old dreams can be cultivated once more.
No more neglecting the bleak view of the future.
New air and new life has brought a brighter day.
I round the corner and rush with anticipation
To enter the home and arms of my beloved hope.
All things are new and the change is
Wafting around me like a sweet perfume.
I have lived to see a new and brighter day.
~ Barbara Bernard Miller