Fortitude


I carry little within the brackets of my lively coffin
Not much rattles within
But there rests a small bean pod
Rising
And luck will never bring the rain
Nor commodity be given
I will not rise for sunshine
It is not what pushes me to the lid of my capture
Or to the eve-reaching space above
No, not sunshine pulls me forth
But in the darkness where skin, bone and heart fall...I green
And virgin rise
Raise from the roots below that push me up
I, in all that is connected...am
Roots
Still and always was a part of my undying youth
And I have found no sunshine to bloom
But still, I do
My roots bring me fortitude

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