its been a cathartic birthday.
i don't know what to make out of it.
slow was the start, the day hazy at best
that didn't stop me from seizing the day
ended up in the hot tub listening to Lars von Tier.

not too bad, 1 year to 35 and at 34
the past plays out tiresomely
of many episodes, telling broken hearts
nothing etched to out last evermore
i still slough on, at times the future foreboding

then in a moment creeps a sly smile,
an acknowledgement; a heed to past sacrifices
a toast to worth over many seasons of pain
i cry
relived...

wishes do come true, prayers answered
a heartbeat sings of an epiphany
i bow to accept this moment
of content, of much acceptance
in awe i submit to  love

pulse, at the edge of yet another birthday...
fear is conquerable, love ever lasting.

xxx,
emeelea
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