Thursday, February 1, 2018

the ragged beauty of the indomitable spirit

some of us have not had downy lives.
we have stumbles, not all of our own making.
some of our battle scars are within,
hidden to the eye, but visible to those
who can see our breaking hearts.
some of our wounds are all too apparent,
and there is no looking away.
do not pity us. we do not pity ourselves.
we are too busy living.
we are survivors. still here to do battle
with the torments from within,
and whatever life throws at us.
we are here to love,
and to be loved.
we have not given up,
nor will we ever.
we look forward, feathers
or no feathers.
perfect, not in our outer trappings,
but in the ragged beauty of our
indomitable spirit.
courage has its own
magical embrace.

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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.