You are silver footed fountain filled with dirt,
I just wish someone had said, “Brace yourself this is going to hurt
Expect turbulence
And everyone’s 3 cents,
We all sin, fall short and begin again,
It just bumps a little in the middle,
But center yourself and smile child,
You are a storm both dormant and wild,
Both domestic and expansive”
In this desert I wander,
Flowers fragrant and I ponder,
Trying to unravel the mystery,
Perplexed by this history,
Hungry for chrysalis,
Seeking true love’s kiss,
Is all lost in the abyss?
“Is not everything possible, does the sun not still rise?
Come, child, wipe the tears from your eyes,
I, Grace, make all things new,
Even you”
Image:https://www.imagekind.com/Chrysalis_art?IMID=e9fbb345-88b6-433b-b350-3f14cd853908
Shakespeare Sonnet remixed, Sonnet 35: