This is for everyone who must find that middle point of balance between the traumatic memories and the joyful memories and to recognize this point is what makes us who we are today.
Balanced Introspection
In the stillness of the desert’s breath,
A lone bloom emerges from scorched earth,
Fragile against the unforgiving heat,
Yet holding a quiet promise of life.
Thorns speak of battles with the sun,
Wounds etched deep in flesh and root,
But from each scar, a vibrant petal unfurls,
Reaching toward the light, fearless and faithful.
Amidst the vast and barren sands,
A bloom becomes a testament to both—
The pain of survival and the grace of becoming,
Each is inseparable from the other.
This is my journey
Nate Long “Owl”