Rescue Me


Once, I was in trouble

It was fixed, I don’t know how

Someone appeared


And kept the fall from hurting worse

Somehow in fact

Abbreviated all the crisis


Pulled my substance


Back from the next edge, so


That I might go home

One more time that day

And with my spirit

Lean into tomorrow


I don’t think the saints are gone

Or angels, either

Like the elves from Middle-Earth


We won’t need

White shores

While we are defended, now


C L Couch



Georgia National Guard from United States – Air Rescue, CC BY 2.0,