Rebirth Of Sorts

Distilled, as I was.
Down to the basics of being.
Left with so little,
     yet everything...

The heartaches and sorrows,
of yesterday have broken me.
Shattered, by your own misery
     and woe.

Yet, out of the ashes and rubble
of the disaster you have wrought;
come a rebirth of sorts.
     New, I am.

So as I walk forward into a
future made bright and beautiful,
I must Thank-you for your pain
     and anguish...

In being broken, I could rebuild.
In starting over, I begin yet again.
And in being broken hearted,
     I learned love.

So grateful I am for this
dark gift your have brought and given.
For new I begin again and
     Joy is at last mine...