Grazed fingers grasp gravel
Numbness sleeps in weary limbs
As time crawls on
Shadows whisper
Darkness plays hide-'n-seek with doubt
Dawn smiles hope

Forward movement
Tiny little steps
Seconds running from minutes
Fingers pushing buttons
Into new landscape
Heart beats redial

Warmth dives into my heart
I see the snail trail of progress
And you inching behind with half-closed eyes
Blind to the glittery path you follow

Promise peels away blindness
Future falls before bare feet
Eager hands hide behind tentative movement
Habits trudge on
Tripping on ignorance
New vision examines closer
Puzzle pieces and frowns

Conditioning draped blue
Forget-me-not crowns
Soul shine fades past mistake's ink

Quiet breaths
Whisper encouragement
Mended smiles
Drape friends' faces

Life courses through my veins
With an uplifting rush
I watch through tear-stained joy
As you
Walk on...

~ Shae Leigh
2nd-Mar-1998

I had to learn to accept that recovery is a choice... we see steps forward as progress but sometimes the steps forward are taken on the wrong path...

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