I arrived emotionally flat,
internal turmoil whirling;
I sat by the garden window,
I wrote poetry about the rain & flowers
& I prayed,
I drank coffee,
I prayed,
I cried,
I raged,
I listened to Switchfoot on loop (The Shadow Proves the Sunshine),
I listened to more poetry,
I prayed,
I drank coffee,
I cried,
I sang,
I read Narnia,
I sat,
I prayed,
I drank coffee,
I psychoanalysed,
I vented,
I cried,
I mourned,
I forgave,
I prayed,
I listened to more Switchfoot (The Blues!),
I danced by myself in the autumn sun,
I cried,
I wrote more poetry & prayers,
I ate & chatted & laughed with my friend some more…
I left feeling tired & awakened alike.
Switchfoot: The Shadow Proves the Sunshine