Amending the Edges

Michael Anthony

 

I don't know when the change came for me

It's not like a date you can mark on the calendar

With little still to prove to anyone,

the edges are worn now, smoother  

 

The change, I think, came from living

and learning from all the mistakes and battles,

as well as a few skirmishes of the soul

I cherish all the ribbons awarded me,

secretly displayed on my heart 

 

Now I can see diamonds on the water

I feel the sadness of boats, aground at low tide,

pleading for the water’s quick return

so they can fulfill their purpose again  

 

I know now the sacredness

of every new morning granted,

and appreciate the lessons of hurt

In all its’ forms and incarnations  

 

This awareness keeps the venom at bay,

giving me the choice to not drink it down

At least not enough to kill me

  • Author: Michael Anthony (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 20th, 2021 19:33
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Comments2

  • Goldfinch60

    That change comes with experience as you walk the path of life Michael.

    Andy

    • Michael Anthony

      Indeed! Thanks for your comments.

      Best
      Mike

    • L. B. Mek

      'I know now the sacredness
      of every new morning granted,
      and appreciate the lessons of hurt
      In all its’ forms and incarnations '..
      very wise words, thanks for sharing

      • Michael Anthony

        Thanks for stopping by L.B.! Appreciate your thoughts on this piece.

        Cheers
        Mike



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