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Iceberg

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It is in the silence,This feeling.

You still do not know true depths

For words

Are just the very tip

Of

The iceberg.

In each heart

So much

More lies beneath.

And if you try so daringly to

Stand upon the

Very tip of an iceberg

You will

Quite suddenly find your self

Thrown off balance.

Falling endlessly into

Cold, unfamiliar waters.

Gasping for air.

Pummeled and tossed knowing not

Which direction you must swim

To breathe,

Ultimately

Opening your mind to find oxygen.

Alas,

You may like it there,

Lost but found in another’s

Unexplored company,

Finding yourself not so cold

And disoriented after all.

Division

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Waiting.

I asked you to slow down,

I could not keep up.

So you trudged on ahead

Never looking back

And i lost sight of you

Out there.
I came to a division of many

paths

Where i took a moment to rest,

My strength dwindling.

And i waited.

I waited

And i counted the stars.

I took shelter in the trees

Thinking

At any moment

You might return

To me.
I woke to a cold frost 

And realized i could not stay without nourishment and shelter

Through more seasons.

And had to choose a path

One that did not lead me to you

But

Mountain top

Where i could see

Many other peaks in front of

Me.

And there my whole body

Was filled with a sense of 

Possibility.

Much time went by

And you found me

But you were angry

I did not wait longer for your return.

I will no longer apologize for the natural need to take care of myself.
And on I went without you 

On to the next valley

And on to the next peak

And i took my own breath away

As each day i

Stood up.

Scars

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You see me standing tall.
You see me now,
Today.
But you have just arrived
On my journey.
You did not see my path
To this destination
Where I stand at this moment.

There were many I had to leave
Along the way.
The ones I believed
Loved me.
Many I have forgotten
But
Few stay within my heart
Where I will hold them
Safe

Forever.

So you look at me standing tall
But
You make assumptions
Dear.
You were not here in the dark
Days
When upon my hands and knees I did

Crawl.

You have not laid your
Heart eyes upon my
Wounds.
Some minuscule.
Some as deep as canyons. I myself have yet to know their true depths.
The ones,
The scars that drug me here

To this place where I stand tall.