Lady on a Wall
Pleaded on a phone
for a miracle – you
had held your hands
on my eyes and I
still see –
but it wasn’t me
who needed you –
near a rest room –
near a lobby –
near the entrance
to intensive care
I cried out loud
and begged you to
give her one more
year
You – cured my eyes
you held me close –
you told me only – me
what to believe – showed
me miracles do happen
It made me think of
the lady on the wall –
half floating, yet talking
to me – when I was
destroying my own life –
or – they did?
A lady on the wall,
floating – let me know
it would be fine and to
believe
I guess it was your
time and life was at its
end – as if my tears
my prayers, unheard –
but for years I have
believed, you listened
then –
The lady on the wall
may have saved me –
long ago.