To cast doubt aside
Begin the breath of a new day
To lighten the heaviness
Of carrying the back breaking bundles
Of what might have been
An impeccable intention
Requiring all my stitched together strength
To listen not to the emptiness
But the song that lingers
Recalling what was mine, ours
Well dressed, there, in summer's warming
Feeling forgotten, now, in my frailty
The coming frost threatens
To shove me back inside myself
Where cocooned images
Of a love so real
Might somehow evolve into healing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem. A time comes when we need to return to ourself. Heal our wounds and nurture our self. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing.