April is National Poetry Month and I honour their theme of Resilience
Humans falling can fly buoyantly through the chaos
dark spaces expand casting a landing pad
we are flexible as rubber
springing back into form once the trauma has been felt
confused that we are still here
Our thoughts master patience as angels descend to pick up the pieces
our mind, body, and souls connect to the truth
memories are submerged into the ocean of forgetfulness
rapidly recovering
licking our salty wounds
A day emerges and we feel joy
light slowly flows into our hearts
as we wander weightless around the earth
Resilient