Raising Bravery
Training these eyes with darkness
Breeding these ears in silence
Learning to speak without words
Trickling down crimson against porcelain
Ravishing blue against a black background
Beautiful twirled silk dipped in sunlight
Blending this Icelandic scene against divine curiosity
I know this flower will bloom beneath the crack
Can you hear it?
The ice is melting around us
Bravery embedded in these roots
As I watch the hunter turn the corner I can see
Seeing the elusive creature
His breath grows warmer with each step
His feet become heavier in every movement
As he steps blindly by the hare and I hear the swears
Come my child, step into the world
Watch the unbreakable spirit to live
I embellished you in sunlight, pale porcelain, and silk trimmed love
Come my daughter this devious world will be yours
c. Taylor Ward 11/03/2012
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