Poem By Holly Ann Kasper
2/10/20
Drawing
out,
I feel convinced.
My heart unwound;
my soul at rest.
I
see myself
without compare.
My
blessings swell
and echo truth.
My
thoughts reflect
a love gone wild;
a depth of peace;
eyes of a child.
When
fall begins
I’ll feel more truth,
in stark
contrast
to the summer
light.
My roots dig deep.
I recoil;
Retreat.
I
am still here;
in winter’s cold.
I find myself bare.
My heart burns red.
I
slow.
I ponder.
I purge.
I pray.
My Needs;
My flaws;
My
thoughts aglow.
Ablaze, they burn today.
I
cycle through;
Surrender all.
My masks all fade.
My strength renews.
I
shift.
I sew.
I reap.
I break away.
The lies exposed;
my strength gives way.
I
feel my power
through what seems weak.
To
struggle;
to grow;
to light
I
speak…