Promise By Monika L. Brown
Here I am; Back to the beginning- Alone as I notice The crack in the river’s dam; But this time, I sense a difference. Now I am certain That I am acknowledged; On the edge of convergence With a separate heart. Without a word, I take a step closer, As the trees surrounding Warn me not to move forward. I feel my soul Push me further, And I notice My free-will wither. Controlled by this new force, I move forward still, And feel my Heart and mind divorce, And I suddenly see The flaw in the dam Grow far worse- Only for me. I sprint towards it now, And as I cover the leak, I ask myself, How? How could I Allow it to break? I make a promise. I will stand here Until the river dries If that’s what it takes; And now I feel it. A warm hand Rests upon my back, As I realize That I’m not forgotten, Although there is Still something that I lack.
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