gray skies and poetry

Through Ash

The thing about us
that will make us unlike anyone else
is that we are built
on a foundation of sadness, and a foundation of struggle
on endurance.
Our love grew through the hardest times.
We are the new growth after the fire has cleared the forest
pushing through the ashes of the life that lived before us
and starting new.
We are the uncurling fern
wrapped tight upon ourselves
slowly showing the world and
the light above that is filtering through the clouds
our arms outstretched.
We are built on the singed remains
of silent secrets that we finally
finally set fire to.
We are the virgin stems
and unspoiled leaves
we are the green beating hearts inside new growth.
The sound of our heart’s beat
echoes across the charred
and empty wasteland of all that’s been
burned down.
The thing about us
is that we will never stop growing.
As we burst slowly into the blue skies
like explosions in slow motion
our fingers like vines
will wrap around each other
and twisted we will reach for the
light above. Together.
In this twist and in this shared
spiral upwards
we grow strong.
We will be the contrast,
the green against the black on gray
the new against the shining and crumbling
pieces of the old.
The burning of our wait and the
metamorphosis that shows
all others the colors we’ve been hiding,
the life that only the flames
and only the ashes
could produce.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-

Currently listening to: Love Song by Macklemore

xoxo
Caitlin
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