I gaze through the window to the clear blue sky and ponder my situation;
the deed is done, the scourge is gone, time for prayer and meditation.
There is no place for sadness, there is so much to do;
I will not wast my life on grief, I am one of the fortunate few.
I'll take to arms my pen and paints, and continue the work I've started,
for I have joined the army of God; the battle is not half-hearted.
I have the love of family and friends, such strength cannot be denied;
and through the pain and difficult times, we shared the tears we cried.
But after all the weeping is spent we'll join together in laughter;
I'll paint the colours of the rainbow in my quest for the ever after.
P. Coracas (C)
7.7.1998