Round the Bend by John Radford

Submitted by John Radford on Tue, 27/09/2016 - 19:30

Here I come around this bend again,
with its same old life draining terrain.
I must have been this way ten times before,
deep holes, high rocks, dry desert  floor.
Each time I pass I find a key,
that unlocks and frees just a piece of me.
I lose another rusty link of chain.
I hope I won’t have to come around this bend again.
I have been looking under here, seeking over there,
It seems that I have searched almost everywhere
on this long old journey of tears and hurt,
just to find that I am buried under dust and dirt.
I know that there is a way out of this mess,
so I will just keep going around I guess.
Until I get that cure for my heart and brain.
If I don’t, then I will keep coming around this bend again..........................
Though, this time I feel more alive and free,
something beautiful has happened to me.
What once hurt so badly now feels just fine,
now I have moved on up and drawn a line.
Through the cold dark shadows I have seen a light,
that has warmed my soul and set me right.
I reckon it has been worth all the tears and the pain.
So I don’t think I will ever come around this bend again.

Copyright © 2016 John Radford

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