Poem by Wendy Norman (Seafarrwide)
Many a night I have sat and cried
Sharp stones have hurt and cut my stride
Potholes of disappointments have crippled me
Slowly they filled with complacency
Rivulets of pain built my turret so tall
Thanks to my builders, they are in awe
I cant be broken there’s nothing left to break
The weight of sorrow threathens to suffocate
The northern breeze sweeps over me
It tickles my eyes to make me see
Dwelling in my tower of cold constraint
Paying the toll of a virtuous saint
But I heard a bird sing its song so sweet
My heart woke to take the beat
I will relinquish my battle and be set free
With head held high so I can finally see
Feeling the sunbeams warming rays
Accepting the beauty of my days
My breath is a privilege I’ve made the choice
This heart will beat and can still rejoice
What stories await at each door ajar
Sunny roads of happiness beg from afar
Indolence is a curse to be thrust aside
Purpose and satisfaction allies of pride
I have found me again I will not hide
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