For me, nothing sparks more introspection than poetry

Moments stolen in bookstore corners

Stanzas glimpsed in Tumblr’s depths

Have shown me time and rhyme again

That

My love is love

The strength that shapes me is beautiful

My struggle will prevail

The change I fear will lead me better places

And to never cease in the pursuit of that which sets my soul on fire

Poetry has shown me the person I am, and has given me hope for the person I am becoming.