A year ago me
Waited fruitlessly for the fingertips of love
To trace poems on her back.
365 day ago me
Was shocked to the core
When shadows in people overpowered the starlight
And cast disappointment into her heart.
The me alive one cycles around the sun ago
Thought salt tears meant weakness
And fake joy meant strength.
12 month ago me
Swore up and down the world
Was black and white.
I embrace my solitude
In a graceful stumble through the
Cliff Notes of my thoughts.
I approach disappointment with the understanding
That people struggle
In their own ways and it is not my place
I acknowledge the wisdom in true sadness
And the power in real happiness
And the place and time and need
The world will cease to seem black and white.
The full range of colors conspire
To form my life and future into a rainbow of dimensions
Filled to the brink with possibilities.