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Just Suppose

Suppose, for a moment
-just suppose-
that each rip and
every scar
carved into the fabric
of your being
was not put there to disfigure
or deform you
but to define you.
 
Fold your mind
around the chance that maybe
– just maybe –
those gashes
and wounds
are the standard of a clan
and the banner of a people
who have survived.

And if this were true,
perhaps
-just perhaps-
they are there
for you to recognize
the trials that formed you,
the fires that forged you,
and the souls of other warriors.

So, suppose
-just suppose-
-that maybe-
-or perhaps-
those damages have not bled
pain or fear or failure
but a thousand crimson roads
leading you to the steel
contained within your core
and reuniting you with your tribe.


© 2015, H. Newberry
Written by Honnha
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