This Is RealA Poem by danielle.It is no coincidence that good things befall when you are travelling the right path…
In
the aftermath of the war we besieged upon ourselves we
find we are picking through the rubble seeking
the parts worth salvaging. Picking, choosing and casting away.
Building from the bottom up, from earth itself we reconstruct with roots this time to
nourish us; a whole new world has opened up.
Now we have a friend called wisdom on our side, to help with an architectural
design. Stone by stone and by every bone in our spines.
Better versions, with strength in all the empty spaces, hindsight fills the
cracks in places.
This
is effort in all its beauty and pain.
Freedom fought for and found within the already existing bounds of ourselves is infinitely more than what I dreamed escape would be…
Now
I see; this is the higher score, achieved for degree of difficulty. Something
that I’d known but couldn’t reach.
Hope ceases to be fiction and is now the map upon
which we plot our heart’s desires.
We fell apart. And then we fell in love again.
© 2018 danielle.Reviews
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