Truest Face

January 31, 2009

A month ago, I was a different man. Life has a way of changing us – the ups, the downs, the ebbs and flows, the trials and triumphs. Each day’s tests seemed harder than the last, but also, each day’s joys seemed brighter, larger. I have been learning how to live again, to dance, to soar.

Alone in my thoughts
I find my truest face
Alone in my feelings
I face my chosen fate

Today, alive
Through darkness and light
Wonderfully tasting
Each moment of plight

And between these moments
Life dawns from a hardened heart
Life flows from a sip of hope
Life begins over and over

Type: Poetry

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