My Palimpsest

My Palimpsest

A situation facing starvation and mental decline

Being brittle of body and mind
feeling no one, no place

Walking, talking to one’s self
Exhaustion overtakes

Resting near a tree
wondering will I awake

My prayer not heard
another breath I did take

He spoke to me in my dream
you need a manuscript it seems

A Palimpsest of parchment
for your acknowledgment

Story to be told it is then you will unfold will again become whole

I captured a goat, she was
God given no longer to starve
or thirst.

Drank her milk, made cheese
ate her meat and prepared her skin to write on.

Now with gathered strength
able to go full length

Knowing no longer alone
or hungry
I have grown

The skin is ready
I begin to write my story
Three year’s post better for most

I sent my Palimpsest I’m divest No more pain or horror
only gain

For He, in my dream, restored
My life it seems.

By Kalonicty

My Palimpsest

Andrea Bailey

Roswell, United States

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