The Bright Blue
by Froggymama
Pushing this boulder up
a mountain.
it tumbles
over me.
I'm not a quitter. I start
at sea level, hoisting
that huge rock out of the river bottom. I thought,
if only it could see light, it would know
what it was missing. If I could just push
it to the top overlooking
the world it would know
what I was worth.
ten years later here
I am
broken to bits
looking up at the heavens
the bright blue
asking 'now what?'
4 comments:
I soooooo get this. And I am so sorry. :(
Hugs sweetie.
Big squeezes to you. Lots and lots of them.
hugs...jcn
Sending you big hugs, girl.
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