Regret, Remorse, Renewal
Rebirth
By Cindy CalderPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
I have a box
Hidden in dark recesses
Of my soul
It's there I lay shameful,
Regretful thoughts and deeds.
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The box remains secure
From peering eyes, judgement,
And all ill-timed scorn;
’Tis where echoes fight for life
Amongst encroaching weeds.
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One day
When I am strong and brave
I’ll strike a match, set it all ablaze
Inhale the bitter stench,
Of the inferno with undying glee.
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Yes, one day
When I am strong and brave
I’ll discard this indentured box,
Choosing renewal and rebirth
Growing flowers instead of weeds.
About the Creator
Cindy Calder
From Charleston SC - "I am still learning." Michelangelo
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Comments (3)
THe last line is the best, really brings it home ☺
'Tis where echoes fight for life Amongst encroaching weeds. Wow. I really love your last line, too. It’s brings this beautiful piece full circle.
Well-wrought! A consonant concept in nature is that of the Phoenix Forest. Many blessings!