it’s time to breathe to let the stale air that choked us free, how long we have waited, our breath bated for the light to find us in the nooks, the safe havens we mistook for home, oh we have been alone, apart too long, starved for touch, feeling lost, reeling from too high a cost, in lives, our very souls, trembling here but for grace and truth, the truth finally clear, it’s time to start a new direction, striving for that perfect imperfection, scary, messy, hope in balance, sacrifice our precious talents at the altar of the whole, united, with one solemn goal; let history recall this day when the air swelled, when time shifted, as we breathed in; as we exhaled the burden of the past was lifted and we began to heal
new year, cleansing rain wash away the pain last year wrought, begin again, there’s nothing to gain from tears o’er the past, hope reigns no fear
~kat
January 2021 Day One: The Lai is a French form. It's a nine-line poem or stanza that uses an "a" and "b" rhyme following this pattern: aabaabaab. The lines with an "a" rhyme use 5 syllables; the "b" rhyme lines have 2 syllables.
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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