holding mountains

holding mountains

at eye level

witnessing wounds of war

I swore I’d never see again

I smile—it’s been a while

since I’ve felt this sting

the stampede of strangers

storming

my peace

but i have learned to release

to trust

to hush the voices that demand

so much more than I am willing to give

I stand strong

tethered to truth

and i choose to live

in my light

in love with the language of life

where shadows that once drew dread

dissolve into the naked of the night

here

i hold my hunger

for home

with a tenderness i’ve never really known

here

i fall and rise

into rhythm

with the unknown

heart + eyes open wide

i’ve grown

and now… i am very much

alive

sparkle sown

bleeding brave back into bone

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