I stumble on this path I walk.
Feeling frustrated, broke, lost alone, and tricked again.
I know there is a plan. I created it so long ago,
That I can’t remember the purpose my friend and I had.
I smile at the thought of the moment when it reveals itself like a sudden crash.
It is the bolt of light that illuminates all for an instant.
I have had those blinding moments before.
They keep me chasing this storm;
This storm that shakes the old foundations.
This storm that pours refreshing waters almost painfully down on all.
When I feel like it is too hard, wet, and dark; I hear that rumble.
I feel it in my toes and I know the flash is coming.
Then that blinding light hits my soul.
I burst into laughter, reminded of the beauty and feeling the love for all.
Including the stumbling, broke, lost, and bitter person I am at times.
~ Elizabeth Saenz