Oxygen

Translucent beginnings
when I thought I knew love
flowered feelings budding forth,
but, something went awry
one winter.

I thought it was wind at my back,
pushing me north,
drying my tears,

painting over darkness,

giving me cause to stand,
to breathe,
to capitulate.

I saw crystal endings
just across the bridge,
just over that cliff;

a mirage of pleasantries

and when I had enough gravel
in my knees
from one too many a fall,
I penned out a new pronoun,
a humble chorus;
the relevant, uninhibited story

of a girl, a new song
and light.

~
~day 26 of a poem a day in April challenge for NaPoMo

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