Today, I Rise (A Poem)
From today, I rise
From my suspended place
In space now cold, alone—
Not for long—
To long floating high.
Imprisoned on my lonely isle
High, high in the sky,
Surrounded by a sea of fire,
Until now unable to leave.
Centered, trapped in the middle.
No life, no trees, no birds.
Just me—an island
Burning; a mere shadow surrounded by heat.
No noise. No peace. No light.
Only darkness, opaque and heavy.
Heated tears flowing.
But from today: today I rise.
No more walking to the edge of
Hot blackened sands with bloodied
Trying too many times only to fail,
Bound by immovable forces,
Today I rise. I rise.
I stand walking naked unaided across beds,
Beds of fire.
Feet now hardened, prepared
To lunge, to fly, to leap
Like a black bird once broken
With new wings unfurled,
Created from chaos and despair.
From today, I stand resurrected.
I have risen purposeful—determined
With renewed vision and energy,
A clear destination ahead
Through the fires,
Through the embers,
Through the blue, I move unencumbered.
Brilliant light as far as my eyes can see.
Drizzling then dappling.
I can reach.
It is not far.
Wow < Thank you , beautiful words woven with thought and care ..
Your image of rising is a powerful one: rising above difficulty and elevating oneself. I admire your focus on healing health problems and thank you for it.
Thank you for publishing Vironika!
Beautiful! Thank you for sharing!
Thanks for sharing this.
Your poems never fail to move me, Claire. I love your use of imagery and your flow. I know the feeling you’ve described here… rising again after being beaten down too many times. There’s such a depth to it, and you’ve put it beautifully into words.