Deserving

Deserving

From the trees I emerge;
battered, scraped by thorns,
split open on rocks,
feet bleeding
across the path of my past.
I step on new ground;
the refined silt of the future  –
a place where I allow all
I never realized I deserved.
My forest full of trees.

~ Nikki Anne Schmutz

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s