I missed a poem on the
15th, but now it is April 16, 2026., hence 2 poems tonight.
Stepping out my front door
Filling my lungs with
Fresh washed air
It is moist
Fortified with mist
Heated with early
Spring sunshine
That the green
Lush, tangled undergrowth
Steam rises off of it
Producing a silent
yawn
Opening the day
Pulling back the curtain
Showing what is on
stage
With daring purples,
pulsing yellow,
Touches of red, white, and pink
Glittering with wet
crystal-like droplets
of the overnight sassy
storm
crunch of the gravel
underneath my feet
as I embrace this
revitalized world
who welcomes me to
leave
the thunder and rain
behind
A Firm Foundation
Belief is an
unshakeable promise
To hang on to the
unseen
The manifestation
of a single focus
That postulates precisely
what
One knows what happens
in the darkest night
And in the most
gloriously bright day
Belief is someone that
is more than something
That drives hard into
what one can put into words
It is actively believing
in oneself
That they are correct
in holding this credence
Examining it and
turning it over
To see what is on the
very bottom
What makes it stand
upright
What gives that
foundation
Even when no one else
thinks
They are right
It is knowing they are
correct
And can conquer the
doubts
Despite not being able
To see what is over
that fence
And to break out of
the cell
Beliefs break them out
to be free
not caring who sees them dance
to the music in their own
band
knowing they have won
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