7. #LastWord : God

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July 16th, 2024
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7. #LastWord : God

Let me first begin by saying
This is a story of my journey to sobriety
I have no intention of preaching …

It’s Friday, June 30th, 2023
I stumble into the mosque …
It’s late in the evening
And I’m quite past tipsy …
The mask that I’ve been wearing
Has begin slipping
And the person who I’d envisioned
Has started disappearing …

What’s the difference
Between a miracle and a coincidence …

I’d argue it hangs on perspective …

Was it simply a coincidence
That my Saudi Arabian student
Convinced me to bring
Him to this mosque
Where they embraced me so warmly …
Or is it that my steps
Are divinely orchestrated
And life settled as it was meant to be …

God guides me …

“I needed a pray to rid me of
This ache that haunts me
And keeps on haunting …”

My hands wrapped around
A wine glass
Allowed me to escape
From the past …

Run anxiously into the future …

And as the tears flowed on the fourth
I knew I could no longer go forth
And keep escaping
Through these substances …

So, June 30th was my final drink
And July 4th my resurrection …

— K.S. Fort