In isolation, I am rock
solid, fearless, present

Memories moon-bows
miracle of love, whispers
of what might have been

Will not let current fear
shape me; I am tethered
to faith, gently gliding

(Submitted for Eugi’s Causerie Weekly prompt: mighty.  Image my own.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

23 thoughts on “Mighty”

  1. genly gliding upon wings of light….I love the rhythm that lets the moods to fly fluently…the faith is strong yet not arrogant, mission is confident yet not showing off….love it all

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