‘Give me courage’, he said.
How do we receive courage?
Is it within us all the time and we find it when faced with our fears?
Is it grown stronger by more trials and are we only able to get more of it by experiencing more hardship, however we view hardships definition, so to face more of our fears?
We ask for courage to face fear, yet only facing it brings it about.
A child fallen, cries.
A child fallen thrice, smiles, lip quivering
Knowing – this too shall pass.
She felt, places time forgot were human,
looking from inside the magician’s hat
she saw with all in her heart;
moments in time to taste.
And in her heart, her silly heart
are grains of star-dust
looking for their birth star;
they find her and she finds them,
one little one at a time –
Gathering beneath her eyes,
twinkling dew falling
in fine lines across her cheek
brushed aside by her lips curve
knowing all is well, she’ll sing. ~IW~
I thought I had accepted how life is.
When actually I had given up on
what life could be.
So I smashed my life.
I fought again for what I knew
would not be understood,
not to make a difference, but
know I still exist.
It freed me, though still chained
in flesh, I no longer expect of myself
what I feel others may.
I try live the best
I know how,
of those in my care.