I wonder how far
We can stretch,
When reaching becomes
Breaking,
When life backs
Us into a corner
And we resort to
Staying there.
Where does
Resilience find
A source,
Who becomes its
Resting place,
The vessel of
Refusing to bow out,
Moving without
Merely lingering?
For me,
It is you.
The essence of
Threading through
The thickest of
Brambles to emerge
Ever in the sunshine,
Wiser and deeper.
I will hold on
To you in the night,
Knowing that our
Daylight gleams
Across the horizon.
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