Monday, March 23, 2020

Halo


She stated endlessly
beyond the lights
ahead of the dulling horizon
It was not over, she felt
something in her soul was lit,
a fire of must do's and can be's
she felt light,
as if a weight had lifted

The wheelchair seemed easy to maneuver
If not the Olympics,
there was always the para Olympics,
Behind her, the light sparkled
like a halo of faith.

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