Acceptance
Acceptance
is not an instant
shimmering golden
key
to a warm
and brilliant
future.
Pursuit
pushes it away
into void
Black.
Acceptance
is temperature on
Vulnerable, naked
skin.
Then,
you open up
letting in
truth.
Exclaiming
to the heavens
I am
cold!
Saying
this merely brings
not the
warmth.
Instead,
the slow passage
of patient
time.
Whispered
promises of tomorrow's
life giving
sunshine;
Warmth
and a new,
brilliant morning
song.
Copyright © Brittany Starks | Year Posted 2023
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