Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places


2021 –> 2022

I started off

with such naivety

Perhaps we all did

perhaps we all do

And I do not suggest

that we have bleak outlooks

but mature outlooks

All that to say

ignorance is bliss

life was back

normalcy returned

but that was A Doll’s House

for normalcy is dead

and may have never lived

I don’t know…

What i know

is that

days turned into nights for me

and keeping my head above water

became my every day

Life knocked me down

every time I stood up

Body wearied and bruised

mind chaotic and scared

heart darkened and worn

this was the year my health

was stolen from me

and should have been the year

my hope was stolen too

but as it is said

hope is the thing with wings on it

and hope can somehow stay a live

even when there is hardly anything

to feed it

Life may knock you down

but you keep standing up

Your body bruised

but your body is made to heal

Your mind a mess

but there’s peace to find

in that mess

Your heart dark

but there is light

piercing through

I don’t know about

next year

I am not naive

it could be harder

and that seems impossible

but I’ve seen strength

and I’ve seen hope

And if there is one thing

this year has shown me

it’s that a person

can get through almost anything

with a seed of hope



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An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

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