sunlight footprints follow my every step.
i am fleeting and permanently unattainable,
yet everyone seeks me.
they wish to see through my eyes that glow
and pour light that drips down my cheeks.
they want to trap me in a jar,
but do not see that i can escape
any containment.
no matter the conditions,
i always eventually slip through
their fingers.
who am i?
YOU ARE READING
strengthened by force
PoetrySometimes we don't choose if we're strong, because we have to be. We cannot choose the cards we are dealt with, but we can choose our reaction. __________________________________ STRONG (strông) adj. strong·er, strong·est 1. a. Physically powerful...
