Hanging on the edge of time
by a sliver of a thought.
An impossible dream.
Daring myself to plunge ahead
There am I poised.
And I step forward…
Through the icy blasts
of wordless reprimands
of guilt and remorse
of pain, tears
and shock-
I find the light
at the end of the tunnel.
Passion’s price paid
I stand now-
Resolute, content,
Peaceful and strong.
In life and love-
Bound by a circle of
Love.
Only love.
2003
Usha Pisharody
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-2-44/
