To Write Anyway

December Photo Collage + Poem

Some mornings
it takes everything in me
to cross the threshold
of my bedroom door,
turn a new page,
let daylight pour
over my face
like a revival,
warming my cold, 
stiff movements.

Solitude is the 
cover I tuck
into at night,
when shadows stain
my fingertips
from picking the fruit
of my darkest hours,
searching for sweet
sentiments to hold onto.

Courage looks like 
moving from here,
when I want to 
hibernate in 
safe memories.
Hide in the 
innocent becoming 
from younger years,
still ripe with grace.

But life lies waiting for us – 
a new day
crisp with possibility,
even when we turn away. 

Sometimes we forget
the beauty
of our unfolding story
is not the words
on the paper,
but the messy ink,
from the pen, 
still bravely flowing.

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Every month I release a new Monthly Reflection with a photo collage of my original photography that reflects the mood of that month and a poem that goes with it.

In case you missed the last two:

November - Morning Walks

October - October

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