Through The Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Running alongside the lake, hair flowing behind me in
the breeze, feeling the freedom of being far from home,
nothing to mar the happiness that fills my being now.

Treasuring every moment, touching me interiorly, making
my way through the darkness and shadows of the past, now
basking in the light of the sun beating down upon me.

Having survived turmoil and suffering throughout life,
seeing my final horizon, heading for it with glee, know-
ing life on earth will finally be over and I can go home.