Joyful Ruins

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 was 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 alive

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 amess

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 these is one thing

this year has shown me

It’s that a person

can get through almost anything

and still have hope