Fortitude

Within the definitions of myself there have been So many years spent running searching for meaning hidden in the cracks hidden in the eyes of others and as I watch my flesh grow soft made tame with the revolution of giving life my mind in repose I go to you once more young child as you walked upon the fire hot coals against a dark desert sky asking for strength did you find it? is strength not in the holding onto things but in the letting go? for I am just a body composed of secrets hidden beneath my blood the rush of whispers in my ear while my heart a trembling bird shuffles in her cage wings outstretched ready to take flight time has no meaning to her she does not grow weary with the weight of gravity she dreams of renewal patient and eternal