My Cup
Dream the light that blazes
over the arch of time.
Plunge in and peel.
Now. You are here.
There is no path, but the path
of intensity, trusting,
even when you fail.
Shave off the matts, the baggage of loss
that has outlived its necessity.
Step on the grass. Reach. Know you are
on the other side.
The past and its broken greenhouse
cracked walls, yellowed stems, rotted leaves
are of another country.
No loss was unbearable.
Torment has transformed,
has been set right and matured.
Happiness is a horse.
She stands before you, offers you a ride.
Be brave as a confident child,
feet off the ground,
in union, in flight.
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Copyright © 2022 by Allison Grayhurst
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Published in “Amethyst Review” October 2022
https://amethystmagazine.org/2022/10/13/my-cup-a-poem-by-allison-grayhurst/
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Published in “Communicators League” August 2022
https://communicatorsleague.wordpress.com/2022/08/28/five-poems-allison-grayhurst/
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Published in “Winamop” June 2022
http://www.winamop.com/ag2200.htm
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