How It Begins

how it beginsSISANA LAZARUS

To make sense Gather the seeds and plant them

Stems and petals from yesterday Woven together with rose-tinted fingers Where history is clarity And recognition is warmth Not for good or bad But for you to keep

Leave the skeleton That brought you here From the womb and up the mountain To the golden valley where I see you now As strong as they were Those bones are too old to hold you

Step out of that tiny fortress Into the dazzling tease of tomorrow Thick with elation and desperate unease And open yourself With a love so deep and true To the force you will become

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