Attempts at Art and Poetry

In my mind the idea of losing is prevalent.

Relations, thoughts, opportunities come often,

yet swiftly get taken away by irreplaceable loss.

Daily practice is recurring

rehabbing through art is strengthening

 while continuing to lose the names, titles and places

  in which I wish I could still be at.

None of these will bring disaster.

But it can make it hard for the necessity of Growth.

 

I've lost family, a connection, a lifetime.

 We Lose something every day. 

With loss comes growth and a chance for redemption.

Growth is funny. It opens doors for feeble hearts 

to shine like never before.