A miscellany like Grandma’s attic in Taunton, MA or Mission Street's Thrift Town in San Francisco or a Council, ID yard sale in cloudy mid April or a celestial roadmap no one folded—you take your pick.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
“the easy out”
the easy out
and just when
you thought you'd failed
lay in the ashes
of your own apparent ruins
putting embers out
on the pads of your fingers
and searching for
the easy out
then
redemption comes swelling
courses through
like the tide over sand
swells through your body
leaves you
now truly destroyed
and
on the brink of strength
Mairi Graham-Shaw
© 2012
Image links to source
Caspar David Friedrich, Monk By the Sea – 1809: Wiki Commons, public domain
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Beautiful and so true.
ReplyDeleteHi Joyce: So glad you liked Mairi's poem! Thanks for stopping by & commenting.
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