A wish fulfillment,
It did seem,
Living my nightmare,
Peace in my dreams,
Deeply rooted,
Planted seed in soil,
Hot, cold
My spirit in turmoil,
Clouded vision,
Building on pause,
Not sure of what it is,
Not convinced of what it was,
I thought if I was nurturing,
Cultivate untamed land,
I would see flourishing,
From the works of my hand,
Dried roots,
Gave birth to rotten fruit,
Redirection,
Not giving up on my pursuits,
The promise may be delayed,
Never denied,
Sprouts sprung up,
From the tears I cried,
From my cleansing gave room to grow,
Thankful for new life,
After letting the dead go.©️012022MonyaWilliams
www.monyalwilliams.com

