Thread by @MichelleMarsHEA

Had a run-in with an old poem I wrote. Thought I would share.
#amwriting #poetry

Today I am the dove.

As a child, growing up in St Louis
I embodied the red of the cardinal.
The fires in my soul shown bright and
flamed eternally, it seemed.
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As a late teen, I experienced the blue bird.
Learning of my illness and coming to terms
With my incurable crohn’s disease.
A trail of tears, pain, and anger.
My body’s betrayal.
2/

As a young adult, I became the hawk.
The spiraling up into new horizons.
The keen pursuit of my career and
Of a family to call my own.
3/

As I entered later adulthood, the raven ruled me
Its death and destruction all around me.
My father’s, my son’s diagnosis, the
Death of my marriage an abyss of quick sand.
(I can’t breathe.)
4/

The ashes, the ashes, the ashes
transformed into the phoenix.
I rose, I fought, I accepted new beginnings,
I accepted life, I accepted my own strengths.
5/

Today I am the dove.
Gliding and flowing with peace.
Finding the current and riding it with ease
I have never known before.
6/

Since writing this poem, I would add one more stanza for my ending...

A new day and I am the shifter.
I embrace the ebb and flow, peak and valley, laughter and pain.
The whole that is my life experience.
The journey is the adventure of a lifetime.
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The End

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