Revolutions- poem 8 of 10 in 'Letters of Affliction'

I have waited with 'Suspicion'.
Pain was the 'Diagnosis'.
I have found misery,
And decimated by 'Hope'.
 
I have been possessed with 'Anger'.
Composed an echo by 'Depression'.
I prayed for healing,
And found 'Surrender' and 'Vulnerability'.
 
I gaze at the stars,
While I orbit fantasy.
Waiting gravitates my path.
Encircling creation.
 
Three years I have circled you.
Each ended with Vulnerability.
Three Revolutions of Affliction.
Each began again with 'Suspicion'.
 
Today I begin,
The fourth 'Revolution'.
With effortless 'Suspicion',
Waiting for you.
 
 
 
Revolutions