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Nothing Ventured…

even as hours of wind beaten hair
and sundrenched clothes
still cling to my tired body
I try to remain positive, pushing slowing
past another days disappointments
but when night becomes quiet
and the only noise that remains
is the memory of miles upon miles
vibrating my mind numb
I finally find a moment to pause
taking stock in all that has happened
where I’ve been, where I am
and most of all where I really want to be

and there in stillness of midnight I discover
my truths have begun to fracture, to break,
betraying all I thought I knew and wanted
the last few months rush over my senses
re-wetting my appetite for things
I didn’t even realize were
the true hunger of my soul
and there were life’s simplicities
reveal themselves to me and I at last see
...everything that was thought lost
has instead been found...
all the things thought to be sacrificed
in the end were the only things
that truly didn’t matter
and the things that did matter
weren’t really lost at all
everything important in this life, my life
….were and still are redeemable

as I travel the distance between
my misconception and my revelation
I discover naught has been squandered
within my actuality but instead
…so much has been gained
and there, standing on sandy shores
wrapped in salty breezes and humidity
a deep sigh of relief echoes
as once again I find my feet
this time empowered
by the reality of who I am
and how I choose to live this life, my life
...there I find a sort of peace
beneath a lonely city moon
one that comforts my soul
with renewed conviction
which will carry me through
until my shoes once again
walk paths across
those tumbleweed plains
that I happily call home

©LadyRaine