It’s hard to imagine
what life would be like
if we were stuck on a wagon
riding the road of no end in sight.
Good thing it’s not 1883
and heading to the pacific sea
A haunting tale
my mind train on one track
I can thank Taylor Sheridan for that
Roping me in
again and again
with the haunting music
that won’t unstick
So far from my kind of life
yet recognizing the strife
knowing what it means to fight
just to allow my spirit to fly
Her story is not mine
though a kindred spirit outside of time
searching and grasping just to define
the essence of what it means to be alive
The content is different
the process, same
being deliberate
about finding her way
Through the inner cave
of a heart broken open
choosing to proclaim
I AM not broken
Removing any blame
and declare I have awoken
The power of what is true within me
will overcome what has beseeched me
I am a locomotion
erasing any corrosion
creating an explosion
of multifaceted emotions
Returning to the conclusion
though life is full of illusions
I can speak with perfect elocution
There is no brokenness here
despite the cloudy atmosphere
the truth is perfectly clear
I AM WHOLE
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