that we might live

 


in recovery there are
no kings, queens, or
royalty,
only servants

today,
I bowed my head
into the light and
prayed my life to
be a witness to
those sick and
tried of being
sick and tired

and asked that my
words be seeds that
grow a garden of
clarity against the
insanity of addiction

let me not see myself
beyond the suffering
of others

let me hold close the
lost and wounded and
walk beside them and
teach that grace and
forgiveness are merely
twelve steps away

today,
in this world of despair,
hopelessness, pain and
helplessness,
let me be a servant of
dignity, life and
sobriety