Broken Crayons Still Color

there is so much
unfolding
on this side of the gate

I am not
there yet

but I am moving
towards a place
where my skin
fits best

I am ready
to feel

that the world
does not owe
me anything
but the opportunity
to see it clearly

although I am
fragile
I am still
a fight

a fight to keep
my soul’s fire
alive

and a fight to know
that even
existence
has it’s own reason
for being

with butterfly wings
I am
flying

I may be lost
but I am still
the light

-broken crayons still color

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