Dawn wakes me gently-
then it shakes me.
What to do with this day?
The corporate hustle left a dusty trail of truths and strengths unknown.
Horizons abroad await,
Await,
Await albeit the engine feels out of steam.
What now I ask with waivering vigor?
Dig deep my migrating ami, for down within lies a power untold
It awaits,
It Awaits for you to behold
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Author:
Nicole Ching (
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- Comment from author about the poem: As a family we undertook the challenge of leaving all that was familiar behind; to cross shores and experience a new chapter. Daily the ask is choosing to embrace the new: from stretching skills to finding friends and navigating the grocery aisle at the local convenience store.The learning, thus far, is to be humble and acknowledge that the process is more a marathon than a mile and that red tape cannot be rushed.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Plenty more for us to behold - including the material in your 'Comment from...' Could place it on your Public Profile, or to my mind there's nothing wrong with some narrative poetry...
Have a good stay here Nicole.
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