Restoration
A Poem
I need no one to tell me
who I am or where I've been.
I need no other pressure
to set sail upon the wind.
The miracles I longed for
were with me in each day.
I blame my own ingratitude,
my faith which rocked and swayed.
They say to seek and you will find.
How obscure, but also true.
It is where you set your heart
which determines what you do.
When blessed with inspiration
that flows through like a stream,
do not give up for anyone
the living of that dream.
No matter what the pain is
that cuts you like a knife,
though heart and dreams are damaged,
don't give up without a fight.
Published by Sharon Tulley
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