Awakening (A Poem)

I am walking


I am a dreamer

I have

The courage to imagine

My life could be


To think that

My family will not

Have to bury me

In a piano box

So that the music

Of my life

Can sound much sweeter.

I am walking past

My fears

And hurts

Outpacing shame

And reckless words

My gait is slow

And a bit unsure

Like the buds on the ground

Breaking through

Layers of dirt

I feel like that

As my muscles warm

And the ache that held me back

unravels it’s cold grip

On my chest

Something broken

Long ago, begins to

Come back together

As I sweat

Turning this gray,

Cracked  sidewalk

Into an altar of sorts.


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