The Way to Carry On

Something happened to today.
I took a step on solid ground, stepped out of the air I was floating on
And with each step tears hit the ground,
Making my mark,
Leaving a trace.

Shades of gray have revealed their
Color
Beauty shines
As I turn up the light
No longer squinting, listening from behind a wall
Pretending I don’t see what’s going on
Hear the calls
Feel the color breaking through.

I can use both hands
As I rebuild the meaning of who I am here
What I am here
Where here is.

       -Carrie Brode