When all the elements
Soil, light and water
Present and play
The process begins..
Awakened from core to surface
The seed pushed forth
Against all pressure
Against all odds
You too
With all your history
Shackled to torment
Over and over
Plus present bite and spit
Venomous and stinging
From glare to words
Abusive, depriving
Push, push forth
As no-one sees
The invisible forces
Constantly pulling you down
Reach with all your might
Grab every trickle
Kindness, love, joy
And watch…
Smoldering flames may persist
Stand detached from the fanners
Mourn yesterday’s self
Live in today’s breath
And promise me this
You’ll reach, you’ll call
Me, the like,
All your little gifts
You will be your own angel
As you already have your wings
And this life you’ll walk alone
But you need never be lonesome!
rhythmandthedancer 
Tremendous hope instilled in this eloquent piece! Bravo!
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So kind.. I shall give credit to my muse!
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Beautiful poetry.
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Thank you.. much appreciated!
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Beautiful piece of poetry! So hopeful!
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Thank you 😊
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Hi Taruna Powerful! Thank you for liking “Around The Table!” Peace and Best Wishes. TheFoureyedPoet.
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Very beautiful..thanks
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Very kind thankyou
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“….You will be your own angel
As you already have your wings..” Deep, haunting, and so positive in every stance. Absolutely gorgeous blog here
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Thank you so very much for diving back so far into my writings…
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