November 18th

Sometimes you have to step outside of the confines of concrete walls to be able to write a poem.

Sometimes we need the scent of roses to remind our nostrils of how sweet breath can be.

Sometimes you need to see the blue sky in all its gargantuan-ity to remember that beauty can’t be amassed into a sole entity or identity.

Sometimes the rocks need to remind us of how to remain grounded.

Sometimes those rocks need to remind us that when we’re pushed around, we aren’t just rocks.

Sometimes chained puppies barking loudly, misbehaving, have to remind us that we weren’t created for chains,

Even though those whom we love and who claim to love us claim they’re only trying to protect us.

Sometimes we need to be reminded by the way the leaves fall off of trees that we aren’t meant to stay in one place forever.

Sometimes we need the honey bees and the way they suck on the nectar of the flowers to remind us that we need each other,

And sometimes we need them to remind us that all flowers aren’t good, despite their appearance.

Sometimes we need to see the trees and the way they dance to the evening wind and to the rhythm of the tweeting birds to remember that the world isn’t beautiful,

But that it can be if we tried to make it.

From time to time we need to see that sometimes even though the rain falls the sun still shines.

And, that’s inspiring.

That’s indeed inspiring.

Sometimes being inside of concrete walls just isn't that inspiring. 

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--Love and Freedom

--Kerry-Ann Davis