Scenes of Resilience

Though so close

my skin could feel the walls

I walked toward the wood

just beyond layers

of a solemn recall.

I wanted to stay,

just that time deemed

it necessary to move

so the silence and light

gave me reason

to seek an end.

I had taken this walk

another time,

a couple of afternoons,

more reflective nights.

They played 

passions in my heart

lost in the myths of love.

Somewhere in the mix

I had discovered 

that peace would frame

our need to be content.