An eternal spring

Winter's pastand summer's comesnaking green tendrils of growththrough chilled earth;I open to the warm sun,sprout healing.I remember the suspension of disbelief - the same thing thatkeeps us turning pages -the drama we love in short burstsconstant, eating alivea little girl's soul.Spring turned to summerthat 7th yearand innocence was lostwith finalityas if there was nogoing back,no do-oversAlternate rebellion:treating my physical bodylike you did -trash and toilet -and my soul languished fear nibblingat the corners of belief.I couldn't hurt youso I hurt myselfdangerous daringcliffs jumped off ofairplanes jumped out ofmountains traversedin mid-winter.Adrenalinewas my new best friend.Now I find myselflooking back through fogat things long ago,and I am yearning forspring eternalthe spring of peacebinding up brokenand beauty for ashes.

Source: Turquoise Gates - June 6, 2013 Category: Cancer Tags: counseling child abuse healing redemption hope surviving poetry Source Type: blogs