Compassion
Stillness delivered
Upon colorless strengths
Extort your view
One side: a true reflection
I am neither
Show me how to be both
Tag Archives: Struggle
Where Magic Begins
Struggles may not end,
But this hike can, my dear.
Among the crisp leaves,
Beyond the swaying moss,
Lives a dream, Love.
One has to believe,
That down there,
Is where the magic begins.
Tracking Mobility
Lengthening her grasp on reality
Slowly needing to release control
She pushes herself to walk forward
Will the ends of normal ever meet again
Realizing that everyone is watching
Often feeling they’d love to see her fail
She continues to track her mobility
Will the ends of normal ever meet again
A cheering crowd she doesn’t need
Never a half hearted slap on the back
She’s had a lifetime of accepting that
Will the ends of normal ever meet again
Wavering on the direction of her path
She focuses on an improved horizon
Settling for nothing but an honest effort
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 