Everything I had, you took it all.
Now no one gets close, I've got these walls.
Afraid to take a step, for if I fall.
Forced to take off running, can barely crawl.
Leaving you I'll feel relief.
Seven realizations to keep it brief.
Patching up some holes with these new leaves.
Away the wind will take me on this breeze.
Mountain climbing was not my suit.
Forest dwelling is the proof.
Darkness fades, clouds on the move.
Freedom harken, breaking loose.
Swimming deep I found a Rose.
What got wet, barely my toes.
Learning lessons, it's what you show.
Humbled deeply and forced to grow.
Quiet growth or making waves.
Sequenced melodies make them behave.
Feelers growing, oh my days!
Learning to revolve these power plays.
~Ruby L.S.~
©️2023I.S.
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Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (
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I feel you! "Forced to take off running, can barely crawl"----oh my!!! Because from tragedy we learn growth, discernment and understanding. But it's not easy! Let's jump....still!
So true! Always have to be in-motion.
I appreciate your comment!!
thanks for sharing such a great write, i related
so couldn't help scribbling a little reply
(do we jump
or are we pushed?
consequence of circumstance
as a director of our reactive actions
we begin, with wide eyes
and open heart's
then our hips are pulled
into a dodging game, without warning
or a warm-up
that's how our life's bruises and injuries
accrue...
still, if we've done enough to survive
jump or pushed
what matters is that time will handle the rest
we just need to find a way to move on
as soon as we can, so as to not let
these bloodsucking parasites
waste anymore of our precious time and breath...)
Yes exactly!
'Time is of no meaning when learning to fly'
I appreciate your time and comment!
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