Your Extraordinary Life

by Brenda on May 15, 2012

Forget Me Not

Where is it

 

I had it at eleven, lost it in the tween,
And found it again at eighteen

Egocentric, self-centered, “Look at me! Aren’t I amazing!
I am indestructible and beyond your reach, see me soar

Into the arms of my destiny all mine to design, no fear, have I.

I pledge allegiance to my character, vowing to stand guard over it
Strong-arming dream catcher thieves and the doomsayers, lurking

In the fringe, scheming to sabotage my flight of fancy
Set to carry me on my journey as I rise above the ordinary. My aspiration

To be extraordinary is clear. I sprint onward with reckless abandonment,
So sure am I never to take the back seat of this life.

My resolve firm, my identity radiant, even the blazing sun
Pardons my innocence arrogance and youthful ignorance, knowing

I know not. Years gather behind my youth, bringing forth a weighty

Doubt. It tugs at my seams and leisurely unravels the fabric
Until my core lay bare on the marble floor of middle age

Alongside a humdrum life, once boundless, now drear.
I plod through the day sucking out an existence

Bleak of inspiration, I sigh. There I am, stuck between
Past dreams and today’s truth, neither lighting a path to higher

Ground where my destiny strums her fingers. My heart
Yearns for what it does not know, knowing as it does what it has

Is more than it deserves in my children and the life I

Took but did not design. If blessings were stars, the
Cloaked passage waiting for the impression of my feet

Would glister, dazzling even the wise Moon. My course
Forward remains hidden to me until I surrender.

If peace is to dwell in my soul, calm, and serenity
To bloom within my heart, I must traverse the years

To find and face the moment where I buried my radiant
Self, to accept this life was always mine to define,

Even the detours and trips down the gray roads, were

Shepherding me to this point of flux, where I now lie
Exposed on the cold floor with my battered spirit, waiting

For what it knows not. Changes loom amidst the shadows,
In the tween of dark and light, past and present, cooing me

“Look at me! Aren’t I amazing!
I am indestructible and beyond your reach, see me soar

Into the arms of my destiny all mine to design, no fear, have I.
I re-pledge allegiance to my character, to stand guard over it-until the end

I sprint onward with reckless abandonment,
Certain I’ll never take for granted my extraordinary life.

 

If doubt has unraveled any of your dreams and your at the corner of lost and I might never be found, re-pledge yourself to yourself.  Have you remembered to count your blessings today?