Focus And Commitment
Focus in
through the petals of outer flesh
Cracking
the built up protection that becomes prison
Slipping through
the stem of years over years
Swimming in the yoke
of what has become of me
Past the leaves
of those come and gone
Past the white
of what once seemed right
Into the core
where all roots come from
To commit to the soul of me
August 27, 2002
Tressa Lee Breen
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