return to the beginning.


Stumbling through my changes,
learning to love my smile,
waiting on a thread of time,
feeling each tumbling mile,
as it passes from my heart to my feet.

Looking forward to the sunrise,
conversing with my eyes,
learning conversation,
without the threat of lies,
ceasless, as it whispers loving chant.

Take this body, acceptance
become some newer hope,
find answers to your wonders,
and learn at last to cope,
with something to lean on sturdy.

it is me and my soul’s reflection,
a deeper shuttering pause,
to seek and find and become wise,
a trust with solid cause,
return to the beginning, that should have been all along.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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