wrote this poem after coming home from being in court all day. It was February 6th, 2019, it was a Wednesday. I had been helping a friend during a custody case and it was supercharged with emotions for everyone. The anxiety my friend felt was palpable. Though I felt there wasn’t much I could do to help her with that anxiety, I had to remain calm and supportive, though I had to pour out my feelings as soon as I was by myself.
Standing in front of my fears, my worries, my expectations
I hold back my tears, my lonely, my anxious.
I see I have time to bend, to mend and lend a helping hand
That I lay out, with hope, with no doubt
I seek answers folded between papers
Clipped in binders, held in cases.
My words of yesterday bend my reality to tomorrow
I accept that I have said all my words of sorrow
That they are cemented, like plaques honoring the gifted
I see now that belief holds power and good bangs louder
That everyone hears, dancing to feet, releasing fears
Unwavering motion, like eyes piercing
All before me breaks open like waves crashing
Cool breeze everlasting
That breathe I breath fills my new memories
Now I walk with ease, a new me.
What a memory that was, with no residue
No back due, just me as the strong bow
Surprised at how far I can go.