"It is not the load that breaks you down, it is the way you carry it." C.S. Lewis
Titled to the left, my knees crackled and popped.
The burdens at one time were sharp, heavy and dark.
Today, they are softer.
Or I could be more sober.
Intoxicating innocence has been torn away.
Temperance monitors the small child within.
Chipped away like old paint from a weathered barn,
burdens fall, float away.
Peeled, they lighten.
Thighs have strengthened from trial,
can do more.
Just like my soul.
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