Then, and now

I used to have sleepless nights before too.
But at the end of them there was always
a warm body
in a big bed
waiting for me.
Now there's a cold single bed
and woolen socks.

Weeping... and overcoming

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Some days the heavens weep with me,

so much that my roots are rotting

and my trail becomes unnavigable.

Surrounded by drizzle I

look for that tunnel that will shelter me 

but then the sun comes out and 

swiftly the drizzle 

turns to diamonds and they

become the medicine I need to

reach for the peak of my journey.

Noen ganger gråter himmelen med meg,

så mye at røttene mine råtner

og stien min blir ufarbar.

Omsluttet av regn leter jeg

etter tunnellen som kan skjerme meg,

men så kommer solen fram og 

regnet blir til diamanter som

blir medisinen jeg trenger for å 

kunne strekke meg etter høydepunktet 

på reisen min.

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A Wordle. The words to play with were:

drizzle, rot, roots, diamonds, trail, tunnel,
swift, heaven, peak, weeping, medicine.
The word "saint" was in there too, but it didn't fit in, 
neither literally nor figuratively.