Daughter of The Sun

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I make my journey,

searching for a place of growth,

I do not know the strength in me.

Though the quicksand takes my ankles.

I falter.


In turquoise and green,

I find you a spark of yellows,

of brightness you venture round the corner.

I hesitate to bring you with me, a smile.

I settle.


Like clay I mould and stretch,

together we get stuck.

Though I can feel a change, I'm growing.

Tangible and strong, you support.

I find my feet.


We know not what will come after,

diagrams and reflections, I follow your sparks.

I find my yellows, with strength I carry them with me.

So that I can journey alone.

I grow.

Created: Jan 23, 2012

Tags: independent poetry

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