experience, Poetry

Tell Yourself

When the white snow drips
From the bare wooden branches,
When the cold wind rises
Set to expose your very soul,
Never stop, tell yourself
This journey, long and winding
With no seeming end in sight
Footsteps across cracking white
When entombed in the darkness,
Never be afraid, tell yourself
Sounds of wind, like a dirge
Flustered thoughts crowding the mind
What if you cannot not make it,
Embrace the possibility of defeat but,
Never give in, tell yourself
Longing for the winter heat of stars,
Listen to the tune in your bones,
Give it your all to rise above
And if it happens that you cannot,
Love yourself for what you were, are and will be
As the curtains come crashing down
There will be light, tell yourself

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