poem: breath of the wild – 14/05/22

breath of the wild
intuitive is the means
in which life should be led
upheaval can distend tightened seams
and there is a certain understanding
that change can’t displace
one’s destiny
but time, oh, my innocence,
will neither aggravate nor alter
Fate’s true intensity.

bulging at the middle
a curious heap
in the middle there’s an aching
something wants to be seen
it’s the beginnings of eye-watering truth
a stanza made none-too-soon
enlighten the world
to your energy
your inner zeal
the affirmations to burst through
into the waking sun,
streams of light celebrating in melodies
which elaborately unfurl.
(c) 2022 Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose. All rights reserved.
Artwork from Pixabay.

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