Again

 I reached forward to take the hand, a saving hand of encouragement and strength. With all my doubts and pity for my every cell, I took it away, letting go again.

Again! 

I reached again to search for the handout, the gift that would bring me to a place of self-confidence. I pulled away again, doubting the results that would transpire if I followed through. 

Again!

I stood tall, and I let the hand come to me to lift me up and guide me forward. I made it.

Again, I am here with a hand up, not a hand out.

We Glow

 

We glow the same color at the same time.

We sparkle with challenges, easing the strife.

We embrace the impossible to take on the barriers

We dance around the careless placement of despair

We take our love with powerful reinforcement

We salt the path ahead with confidence

We climb higher than the mountain ahead 

We glow the same color at the same time.