Always there was the emotional hangover
and that chill wind
whistling through the gaping hole in my chest
where there should have been a heart.
I was just about dead inside. . .
Today, the cold wind has been stilled,
and it is the spirit wind that warms my heart.
Through working the Twelve Steps,
coming to trust a Higher Power I had once denied,
and repeatedly asking for help in staying sober
and in living one day at a time,
that hole of desolation and apartness has been filled.

Thought to Ponder....

The storm has passed.
I've learned a little more about peace.
It was inside all the time.

Recovery Related Acronym

F A I T H = For An Instant Trust Him.