Why have you brought to me
possibly
such symmetry?
Oppose my experience
in poverty
with prosperity.
Feed my hunger,
break my fast.
End my penance,
bleeding for my past.
How dare you shift my vision
up,
out,
and away?
How could you bandage my wounds
and take away the pain?
I hear you say,
“Everything is gonna be okay.”
and I break
in all the right ways.
Why would you pick me up
from the ground?
Clean off the mud an shit
to see what you have found.
Fix me, polish me,
put me on display,
like you were proud
and never know just how profound
of a change
you have wrought in me.
Possibly,
I now might know some symmetry.
Another side
to a coin I didn’t have.
A joining of two halves
to make a lost soul glad
to be here
for the first time
in my short life.
Seeing a whole world outside
where before I was all inside,
lost to the tides,
and lies
that kept me dying and unsatisfied.
How true of you
to bring me light
and let shine this fire of mine,
that before was used only to destroy,
now illuminates with joy,
and reveals traps to avoid.
How have you come
into my life
to complete
a circle
I never knew could be?
DJR – 2023
