Tuesday, 5 November 2013

The Word-a-day Writing Challenge

Day Forty-Three: Person

If you were to question me on plausibility
and likelihood, or if you came
with no question at all
just smug disbelief
and a roll of the eyes, maybe

I would tell you
about the darkest night
of my life

and how the moon still
crossed the sky
and the alders
still gathered it up
in their long, slender arms
and held it there, safely
till dawn.

There are so many ways to learn
about greatness and triumph.
Go ahead, ask the eagles, ask the goldfinches,
ask the hurricane—

We did not come here to be shy
and afraid. We came only
to rise above ourselves
and be held there 
by our own magic.

Who is the person of my wildest dreams?
Who will I become?

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