Saturday, July 6, 2013

she watched her bridges burn down

were the bridges burned
or were they set ablaze
in a daring act of self preservation?
making a light in the darkness,
enough to guide the path away

she suddenly shows up on our doorstep
like a stray, an orphan
simultaneously guarded and vulnerable
desperate for help and a solid place to rest
but terrified to trust it, to trust us

know that this bridge is fireproof
we celebrate your resilience
and acts of resistance
we will hold your hand
as you grieve over the ashes
and labour beside you
as you begin to create
a new foundation on which to stand

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