Recovery

I have been in dark places,

Heard Death call my name,

Whisper words of promise

To end breath and ease pain.

I have been in clear places,

Seen the revelation of light

In the swaying of leaves  

So glitteringly bright.

I have been in deep places,

Seen in still, joyous trance

Bay’s water and light play

In sparkling, bright dance.

I have been in loved places,

Gained strength to withstand,

Felt promise and gained hope   

From the soft touch of hand.