Monday, July 16, 2012

brave

to let go of that which never was in your hand

to remember that you will smile again; a smile is as much the effect of the mover as it is of the moved, the life force contained by both, uncontained

to sometimes harden a heart and double-take not, let your tears drip to the earth, let the wet trail be left only on the path behind your back

to love, again and again

a deep ache, a silent rage, oh god the fear, an abyss, dismal and dark

you are a brave thing, you are

you breathe out, you look down, you swallow, you walk

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Came here after a looooooooooooooooooooooong time. It feels goos to see this familiar place again. How are you doing Ms. Holmes?

Anonymous said...

goos = good of course! :D