Learning to accept the fact that
I am Alone
And you know what - it's o.k.
It's finally ok

I'm - so to speak - planting my own garden and decorating my own soul
Instead of waiting for someone else to call me a friend
And I'm learning that I really can stand alone,
And that - whatever people say - I really can make my own destiny
In Christ

I've learnt that -
With every goodbye comes a dark night
And then the dawn.

Piece by piece I reenter the world
A new phase, a new voice
Birds comfort me by flying
Trees by growing
Unknown people merely by performing their motions
Yesterday’s pain and regrets
Eased by today’s joys
And tomorrow’s dreams
A slow convalescence of the soul - this recovery of one’s self.