Just when I thought that what I was doing was trash.
And the feelings of pessimism lingered near,
when all seemed to be rash,
She showed up with a mind so rare.

I  know I still had the kit,
Tho lying in places I couldn’t envisage
she did find the many bits,
As though she were a sage.

Urging me to pack them up,
Pointing towards the sign of hope for me,
My bits weren’t any pulp!
making me realise my being

I found hope in her words,
Upliftment in her own vision,
An insight I craved for
She was there to fashion

Though I have seen it countless,
I have heard it ceaseless,
But because it came from her
It was a different feeling near

And so,
I don’t have to put on a seat belt
Cos the ride is guaranteed.
 Now, am ready to set out
On the journey I once feared.

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