Monday 23 March 2020

THOU WARRIOR OF THE DARK


For you, with love 



You carry the weight on your shoulders so well,
It feels unlikely you ever stoop, 
Light as a feather,
You tread so carefully, 
as if on a glass, 
Your beaming smile,
Your hearty laugh,
You laugh as if there's no care in the world,
And I follow your eyes,
Where your smile never reached,
Say how many days
Do you walk around fighting the tears back?
How many nights
When your world falls apart,
do you seek shelter in a battered camp?
How many times
When the burden gets too heavy,
Do you try to catch your breath,
And it comes, unlike your own? 
Painful, in bits and pieces? 
Oh warrior of the dark, 
Bless thy heart, 
For you're stronger than the tempests
In the sea of your life, 
Oh warrior forget not yourself,
When you pay your debts to the world,
Pay yourself with kindness,
For no one else sees your bleeding scars,
Hold on to yourself with love
Till the storms last, 
and the storms do last,
Hold on, 
till you see the dawn
breaking through the edge of the sky.

Off you go, 2020!

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