Poem: Eternal, Strong & Bold

Worlds were collapsing and so was I, in my mind I had nowhere to run 

So I decided to face the debris and smothering, dark clouds. 

Smoke, coughing, not knowing what was going on;

Fear joined briefly for a while and I knew I had to let it be, 

No point in pretending I was brave then

But my faith had taught me I was immensely stronger than

I would give myself credit for; darkness had engulfed me before 

And I'd made it alive so I'd keep embracing the parts of me that 

Were pure, eternal, strong and bold. 

Smoke eventually dissipated, shy flames died down;

I realised that I was standing on solid, breathing grounds.

Foundations were charred but the earth was alive,

Teaching me that fire would always bring nourished new life.

I stopped fearing, I befriended pain, I knew I couldn't keep running away from

The lessons  I was meant to embrace. I sat with the heaviness 

Of my chest, I let it be. Eventually, it dawned on me that

The beauty of my existence was in wholeheartedly welcoming 

And embracing the fullness of my human experience

Without shame. With a curious heart I would onwards live,

Trusting I was always guided to breathe, grow and be.  




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