Treachery - a poem

Treachery

The rug pulled off,
from under the feet,
reeling under the whirlwind,
of adversity,
face stuck in the mire,
hands torn and bleeding,
from gravel intrusion,
sharply penetrating,
fleshly tenderness,
bleeding, hurting!
Staring at the jagged edges,
tainted ruby red,
with life’s flow,
scrambling, crawling,
fending off the dirt,
with rock entrenched palms,
softly soothing,
scraped knees,
and elbows,
scarred by the blows,
life dealt.
Back on my feet,
head held high,
in the knowledge,
that life isn't about falls,
but about those times,
I picked myself up from,
the miry clay.
Face upturned,
to let the healing rain wash away,
the pain and the filth,
while I put back,
the pieces of life within,
and get ready to soar,
the heights, hitherto,
unexplored.,
To fly away into the horizon,
fade into oblivion,
from this realm to another,
where life starts afresh!

To my Readers who have been my strength and support.. I thank you all from my heart... I may not be here so often.. this may be my swan's song.. my flight into oblivion... ...

I may just drop in once in a while to express myself... but between those times.. It may just be Goodbye! Thanks for being a blessing!