Surviving the Storm: Cultivating Inner Love

Dr Molly’s poem explores the healing process after a storm, emphasising resilience, faith, and the beauty of the chaos to achieve strength and tranquillity, exclusively for Different Truths.

Skies 
      do clear up
after a storm
      though
with the 
           pallor of
a widow in   
            grief...
 
for weeks 
         you were
down with
         ailment 
fighting it,  
         its gusts 
of pain,
      that racked 
your self
              
the gruesome
        medicals 
 shaking up
   your metabolism        
   to ferret out
reasons...
 
 the horrid 
           storm of 
medical intervention
        horrible 
than the pain...
 
     bearing,
suffering... realisation
        dawned...
 
you need        
    to buckle
it ALONE!
 neither
       your dear
or near
        or those
around, NONE!
     can save
except yourself!   
      
Alone! 
      buck up!
don't let   
      the storm.
ravage your
             self 
on foiled    
    expectations
 that build up...
your weaker
              self 
can aggravate
        the storm...
 
Between 
    One and None,  
        fill up the
Void 
        with faith
         in you
and the   
         ultimate...
 
accept the 
      mish mash,
the storm, 
         its fury...
 
biding a time  
    it subsides... 
it is       
      on its way out...
 
the dust 
           settles.
 
the curtain 
       near the 
windowpane
          softly 
moves,
        in silent 
whisper, 
         sleep off 
my ruffled
      rust, that
 made up
         the dust!

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