Graced

In need of resuscitation - I can no longer breathe.
It's hard to see the forest when you're lost amongst it's trees.
Circumstances beyond my control have brought me to my knees.
How many more cuts - before I no longer bleed?

Confusion sets in - is this another test?
Eyes set to the skies and in the darkness crept.
Snakes move in the grass - look right and look left.
The journey through this maze has rendered me bereft.

Rose coloured glasses - meant to shield my eyes.
Lead me right to the center of this self created demise.
Nothing as I remembered - much to my surprise.
Middle of the forest - no one to hear my cries.

So how do you build - when your foundation is always shaking?
Everything that you know shattered and/or breaking.
Destruction translates to clarity in the making.
Clearing the way for the path I'll be taking.

Gasping for air - still trying to breathe.
When out stretched a hand from behind one of the trees.
Teaching me to stand - bandaging my knees.
As I learn to heal my wounds and how to stop the bleed.

Searching for the answers - so I can pass this test.
And before I knew it - in more helpers crept.
Widening my view - pan right and pan left.
Removing the haze sent to keep me bereft.

Welcome the Sun - a view with fresh eyes.
Now easier to see - what led to my demise.
There is a way forward much to my surprise.
The help that crept in - had been following my cries.

Am I ready to speak - though my voice is still shaking?
Clearing the way barriers now shattered and breaking.
Clarity leads to realizations in the making.
Revealing to me the path I'll be taking.

~Ruby L.S.~