Poetry Collection

My Roots

I buried myself in the soil of the past

Let myself burrow deep into the unforgiving ground

Where freedom seemed impossible

As time passed I rooted myself there

And I let myself grow downward...wallowing...crying

Drowning myself in the dirt I believed to be truth

Feeling like I could never Escape

But then I saw the truth shine above me, softening the soil

And so finally... I found myself growing upward

Toward the Freedom I thought I could never have

breaking through the past and reaching toward the sun

And from there I grew and I grew

And my talents, and accomplishments, and love branched out

Into the comfortable air that whispers reassurance from time to time

And as I dream, and I hope, and I pray, my leaves appear

Green, bright and healthy

Now and then, like in the autum, the colours change

The leaves fall to the ground, but I never give up...

Because they always seem to somehow grow back

I can see the buds appear.. and patiently I wait..

I wait for the day they will open up into the beautiful reality I know they can be

And from way up here in the sky...I look down at the roots from which I started

And I forgive, and I let go... but I never forget where I started

I never forget my roots