
Out of pain comes beauty transformed; means make good art! So, am making good art through my pain.
How do you cope with bad news, or personal tragedy?
"What we choose to focus on becomes the story of our lives, and there is always something good to make the object of that focus--even it's a single memory of victory. Let that become the beginning of your personal mythology." ~James A. Owen
The Path Chosen
Down the winding stair
passing all the other floors,
as downward I go.
Its a helix spiraling,
running parallel with fate,
down the winding stair.
I know I must travel
this path that I lay before me,
passing all the other floors.
My journey, not yet over
There is much more,
as downward I go.
Cindy, I loved your poem AND your preamble about the power of writing to work through pain. I've found that to be true. In fact, I do some of my best writing when in pain. Good job with the cascade form. Thanks for sharing. xoAnnis
ReplyDeleteThe whole month is turning into a great impetus for writing and growing and healing for me. I'm glad you've been enjoying the poems. It makes me heart happy when others read an enjoy what I have written. Thank you! :-)
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