I believe in magic;
in wind blowing through smoke,
in grass growing around concrete,
in trees growing from garbage,
& life springing out of decay.
I believe in small miracles,
in phoenixes & pixies
in laying in the grass until
the sun comes up again
& counting stars all night
in a lake, at night
till we cant feel our fingertips
I believe in talking to someone new everyday,
in coloring a dismal building
with cheerful words
& standing up for the silent
I believe we have to save ourselves,
yet you have & continue to help me
I believe in rocking the line between
loneliness & independence
& finding beauty in the breakdown
I believe in feeling hail, sunburn, & wind.
I believe that roses have their thorns,
& that's what makes them beautiful.
I believe that time waits for no man,
& no matter your circumstances,
the world keeps turning.
Emily Sexton 2010
Thank you Emily for the beautiful submission :)