Burdens

Silence is acting out a wordless drama

Arguing presence with absence,

Memory is negotiable.

To ignore silence

Is to consent to it

Leaving ideas and solutions to lie fallow.

Some burdens we will always carry lingering in the subconscious

Repressed of their grandeur chilled from nature

Until they are returned to their element

And given form again

Forcing them to get involved

In the flow of life.

Burdens intercept us often;

They scutter amongst themselves

Refusing to be dribbled into some corner.

Burdens gather forcing confrontation

With the unavoidable

And adding to

Our dilapidated frowns.

Forget sorrow and pain;

I refuse to be unhappy.

I won't let burdens multiply.

I believe in myself

That I can follow my dreams

To find good in everything,

To keep life simple,

To have the joy of feeling worthwhile,

The satisfaction of knowing that I have succeeded

Finding peace in simple things,

Finding warmth in others.