Saturday, March 1, 2014

Do Not Be Afraid

Old injuries bite my life,
I get up and boom,
like an old friend,
out of nowhere and right to the heart of things.

Untangling strange happenings,
embrace and not running,
coming to terms with memories traffic,
one breath of reality,
a human condition,

Thank you to whom does care,
the warmth of knowing I'm not alone,
your words are priceless and heal my home.

Silent repair is not despair,
time of structure,
hindsight on review,
gives an insight to what I knew.