
Boxes where I keep the tattered
scraps of journals and notebooks,
traces of the struggle all but gone
as I consider what’s been said.
“Do you hear yourself?” I ask
in my darker moments when
I’m standing on the other side.
“Do you ever hear yourself?” I ask
again, as those notebooks and journals
reply in unison, “You are not
finished. Be still and listen.”
This was written for Miz Quickly’s Day Thirty Challenge in which she gave us a series of phrases to use as we were inspired.
I really like this. A lot.
Thanks, Misky. I loved how it summed up the month for me.