Bowed In Awe

For the star I’ll never take for granted

By Sean A.Published 2 years ago • 1 min read

Bowed like a tree after an ice storm

Cracking under invisible weights

Responsibility expectations time

All my faults, my weakest points

Laid bare beneath a crystal shell

But after a long dark night

Covered in stalactite spikes I sharpened

Hope crests the horizon

Cracking my bitter brittle protection

Melting burdens from my bent limbs

Lifting me up on rays of joy

Like Descarte’s sun, what I can perceive

Is nothing compared to who you are

But until that yellow bauble burns out

I bow in awe of your fiery heart

A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.

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