As I sat alone in my car driving home
my thoughts focused and did not roam,
for I was reviewing how much of life I have tasted
and there has not been one minute wasted.
I have really lived life and much of its joy
and so, too, have I lived those things that sometimes destroy
but through it all, I held that spark of light
until the day came when I saw through the dark of night.
I no longer feel like a victim I’ve been
nor do I carry the ravages of my past within.
It’s often difficult to know the exact moment of release
that brought about such enduring peace
because the journey has spanned many years
and contained within it many fears.
But now I sit as I drive along
and within my heart there is a joy-filled song.
The gratitude I feel for the accomplishments I’ve made
cannot be put into words of any shade
for I have come through the dark into the light
and there are no words to describe such a sight.
I made it, is such a simple little phrase
but it carries within it 70 years of nights and days.
There is no emotional attachment to events that are past
only a feeling of exuberance and freedom at last.
4/26/2012 © Carolyn Sommers