Poetry

Courage

When our souls explode

Into a billion fragments

And tumors load the bone marrow,

Courageous paths are found,

Thresholds crossed,

And voices of the elders

Float through quiet woods.

We, like the ancient oaks,

Grow stronger,

Rooting in fertile soil,

Reaching towards the light.

When our souls explode

Into a billion fragments

Voices of the elders

 Whisper their sage advice

To hold dear

the heartwood.

R.L. June ‘13