Buoyed
Humans are incredible creatures.
Plagued by chronic hardships,
It would be effortless to allow our demeanors to become
Calloused and rough, like the
Texture of weary hands that have worked tirelessly.
Yet, deep within our bodies,
Beyond our fragile skin
And tucked behind our
Breakable bones,
There is an indestructible force
That swells in the face of suffering,
Anneals in the throes of affliction,
And provides footholds for weathered, worn feet
To persist against their peril.
Each human has this force securely tucked
Into the recesses of their being.
And when jostled, it awakens,
Acting like a buoy to keep our heads
Above viscious, ceaseless waves
That try, to no avail, to sink us.