And have you reconciled your pasts and presents?
Yes. I have.
Peace then to you.
And on this day
after successive years of increasing unhappiness
when what was before made no sense in the present
where fragmented and lost I thought myself
accumulating inches of dust
a useless, antiquated thing
fit only to be put into a dark closet
Oh that living death I grew attached to
twined ever so blackly and stubbornly around me;
I feel that even if it were the last
what I have struggled through
the decent, solid things that I built
those things in my life that are real, warm, true
that which I fought to keep steady after years where tough test after tough test shook me to the core:
I am HAPPY.