Poem By Phyllis McGinley
Healing from a sustaining pain maintained...
To discover a conquering of it,
Is like being raised and propelled...
To another level of consciousness.
With a knowing of its arrival is going to create,
Splits and drifts.
Away from that which had established habits.
And an away from those not comprehending...
How pieces come together and fit.
And explanations needed seem not to exist.
As the process of this growth takes one,
On a journey that includes...
A mixture of happiness and an aloneness too!
With a gratefulness just to BE.
How can one explain that,
To another who can not 'see'?