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Sally
- Australia
- Last Record: 2013-05-16 06:42:23 -0400
- Joined: Jan 22, 2012
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I make my journey, searching for a place of growth, I do not know the strength in me. Though the quicksand takes my ankles. I falter.
In turquoise and green, I find you a spark of yellows, of brightness you venture round the corner. I hesitate to bring you with me, a smile. I settle.
Like clay I mould and stretch, together we get stuck. Though I can feel a change, I'm growing. Tangible and strong, you support. I find my feet.
We know not what will come after, diagrams and reflections, I follow your sparks. I find my yellows, with strength I carry them with me. So that I can journey alone. I grow. |
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The poem for me was written based on someone who helped me greatly in my life...her name just happened to be Eliana which can mean 'daughter of the sun'...hence the title :)