bestrongandcourageous

For the longest time

I thought bravery was the absence of fear

the headlong rush

into overwhelming odds

against overwhelming foes

I thought bravery was

the eternity of hope

to eternally prevail

against insurmountable darkness

to accept the unseen

all the while I forgot

that there is bravery

in a falling leaf

in a fallen seed

to be stricken with heat

and battered with rain

to be reborn again

maybe, there is bravery

in surrender

How does it feel
How does it feel
to have the tables turned
to have the places reversed

to be the one sought after
to be the one dreams are built around

i’ts you now
who holds the power
to make hearts cringe
to make tears fall