If you knew

the fierce immersion,

tarnishing your already

dilapidated innards

would you have sunk so close to death,

your heart racing, aching with excruciating

escalation, skipping beats?

Would you have preoccupied your mind

with other people’s good fortune, grow

bitter at your own failure to thrive,

and desired a dream that was never part

of your original vision?


You have one path and you must follow.

One that allows for no detours

or trips to sunny islands.

Faith is needed after the fall, before you land –

in the in-between time

when destruction feels inevitable, trust

there are arms to catch you, angels to guide you

gently to the ground, stand you upright

without permanent damage.

This faith is not a leap but happens

after you are pushed off the edge,

happens in the anticipation of disaster.


If you knew that was what was asked for

would you have let it retch up and slice

your essential organ like a pie?

Will you now, that you are recovering,

trust, as you are still falling, still facing

what seems like only-doom?

Will you relax into God’s gracious love,

awaken a new level of faith that beats afresh

in spite of the rigid rocky terrain

fast approaching below?




Copyright © 2023 by Allison Grayhurst

“The poems included in Allison Grayhurst’s poetry collection Running, lightwave riding reveal an impressive artistic perfection and creative energy. The poems are full of lyrical force and show freshness of style. No doubt, this is a significant work. The poems have great power of observation and originality of imagination,” Dr. Karunesh Kumar Agarwal publisher



Published in “Our Poetry Archive 100 Anniversary Issue”, July 2023



Published in “Kavya Kishor” March 2023



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