at the end

there is a light
at the end of all this.
a soft blue
light
rimmed in white and gold.
I can see it
as if in the hands
of an angel.
I can feel its glow.
she stands
far into the tunnel,
far down
that gravel road.
I can see it as I crawl
on my knees.
I can see it.
I can see her smile,
whispering the words I
need to hear.
keep going, she says.
trust me.
you'll be fine,
you're almost out,
almost there.