Rainbow After the Storm

You are the rainbow after my storm.

What a hard year. A hard summer, a hard morning, a hard evening.

Something ominous about every hour, second, minute, tomorrow.

He had a heavyweight of expectations, left me with no meaning.

I squinted at the sun while he noticed every shadow.

I became his disciple, his listener.

There was an ugly persuasion to his whispers.

But you, Adin, held out a hand.

You tightened your grip if I started sinking through quicksand.

Stepping back and celebrating when I finally reached land.

“Alexa, you are perfect how you are, you have got to understand!”

You taught me how to fight, to remain, to conquer.

I am now a warrior who has defeated my ancient monsters.

When I am asked who or what helped save me,

It was you, your hugs, your words, and your energy.

So I am here to say thank you which is the least I can do

Because my motivation today is really because of you.

Adin Mustajbegovic, you have helped me stay warm.

Thank you for being the rainbow after my storm.