I take my share
Of what I sow.
I give now only
That I owe.Yea, I release
Who holds me low
And liberate
My burdens stowed.I kneel to dig
Through ground below,
From whence new life
And purpose grow.Spring forth, vocation!
Do not slow!
'Midst thriving glade,
Towards sun's glow!For if my life
That I forego
Mirrors the death
I am to know,I shan't be taken
From my home;
Nay, I'll step freely
To my throne.I'll take my share
Of what I sow.
I give now only
That I owe
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Indomitability Incantation
PoetryA poem/ affirmation: A wish to transform from being a feeble, soft spoken soul, walked on by those who are louder and more demanding, into an unwavering pillar of strength for ones own self.