luna

i.
pitch black sky
almost starless
cold wind
seeping
even to the bones
chilling
taunting
casting shadows
of loneliness and pain
over one
forsaken being
staring up the sky
yet unseeing
lost in jumbled thoughts
and amidst
life's chaos.


ii.
a moon
gradually emerging
through the clouds
gently bringing forth
its light
over one forsaken being
rousing her
from a concocted
and self-made
world of drudgeries
and of her
being forsaken.


iii.
she was, is and never
will be alone
nor forsaken
for God is always
looking after her
and there are
God-sent people
in her life
who love her
as she is
the very same people
who also
believe in her.


iv.
relief, joy and hope
sweet and tantalizing
sweep over her
the world is good
life is good
everything is good
including her.


v.
i am that being
and you are that moon
of beauty
of hope
and of my life.


vi.
thank you...
for illuminating my life
throughout those dark
and trying times.


vii.
thank you.

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written during my teen years, maybe when I was 15 to 17.