Just Yesterday
Just
yesterday I walked on cobblestone streets Of
memories and came face to face with a stranger, My
own image blocking my path, never able to See
the adventures of life for what they were. Cloaked
in darkroom refusing to allow dreams To
travel any farther than the reach of my heart. Dependent
on someone else’s success, an endless Follower
of another’s dreams.
There residing in My
own prison, right next door to Independence. Just
yesterday I walked on cobblestone streets Of
empty eyes that danced at another’s fortune, In
a marionette show of expectation, but never Tasting
joy of her own.
Undeveloped talents, In
pearled tears streamed down her cheeks and Were
lost in pebbles of time.
Hands without direction Or
purpose grown old and feeble were hidden in Defiance
behind her back, bound with insecurities, And
immunized from motivation. Just
yesterday I walked on cobblestone streets And
found hope was no longer in mourning For
wisdom’s resolution.
I reached out to find The
pearls forsaken in time were not lost, but Hatched
new dreams held sacred within the heart. Armor-plated
determination has been liberated, Emerald
green orbs stare steadfast in the face of Adversity’s
challenge, the future merging with All that I am, and all that I long to be.
~ Julie Allen ~
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