I gather my mistakes
this time
in each obstacle
and rejection
is a map to a coal mine.
I discovered it
in my body
buried deep, capable of fire
ripened by time
I will mine now the essences
and siphon the gasoline.
This is to let everything go
and start again
to clean the clogs
and oil the machine
because my heart is a coal mine
rich in obstacles,
danger prone
but capable of fire.
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PoetryOur hearts are brave as fire, minds gentle as earth, dreams are fluid as water, and our souls are as free as the wind. (Poetry and Prose) #2 of the end-live-begin trilogy.
