Another Good Death
author’s note:
I think I’ve used this title at least once before...
Maybe I’m repeating myself. But I prefer to think I’m creating a motif.
ANOTHER GOOD DEATH
Another husk falls
from my chest--
this death: a birth.
A harvest.
An accomplishment
of determined labor
that I vow to always honor
by remembering its long history
though I prick my fingertips
whenever I touch that thorny cast.
Oh, but the shell served me well!
Without its suffocation
I would not have needed
to fight so hard for freedom--
I would not
have found this strength.
So please, no pity.
But I will accept your empathy:
to know you also know
the pain and joy of such death
eases the lingering sting of birth
because I no longer feel
so alone in this work.
© 2020, Michael R. Patton
YouTube channel
I think I’ve used this title at least once before...
Maybe I’m repeating myself. But I prefer to think I’m creating a motif.
ANOTHER GOOD DEATH
Another husk falls
from my chest--
this death: a birth.
A harvest.
An accomplishment
of determined labor
that I vow to always honor
by remembering its long history
though I prick my fingertips
whenever I touch that thorny cast.
Oh, but the shell served me well!
Without its suffocation
I would not have needed
to fight so hard for freedom--
I would not
have found this strength.
So please, no pity.
But I will accept your empathy:
to know you also know
the pain and joy of such death
eases the lingering sting of birth
because I no longer feel
so alone in this work.
© 2020, Michael R. Patton
YouTube channel
Labels: change, courage, empathy, freedom, growth, new age, pain, peace, poem, poetry, spirituality, spoken word, strength, transformation
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