Choice.

Hope is reality and healing wins.

She told me to imagine you small

To believe you couldn’t hurt me

And that is the moment

I realized

My thin dam

Was only built to hold back

The floods you brought

When you kept yourself away

Now

The rains have stopped

The thunder of your words

Still echoes into my skies

But only after I shock

The air you tried to smother

Back to life

I choose where they land

Send them on

Their way with the clouds

I can’t imagine you small

The way she told me to

But I believe 

You can’t hurt me

Because I have seen my strength

And the power a healing heart wields

That is Hope

A knowing

Greater than any imagining

Reality

That Hope is real

And healing wins

-A