Growth

Growth

i walked through the shadows of the trees on a cold, eerie night. i was among the green grass that covered the saturated soil.

i walked miles and miles. i was tired. i was hopeless. i couldn’t find my way out of the woods, out of the darkness.

i searched for the answer to my dark-tempered soul. i longed for the glimmer of light amidst my convenience in the dark.

i was locked up. locked up in the expansive wild vastness of the mountain where i’d been circling around for years but hadn’t found even an inch of chance for freedom. and in my loneliness and solitude, i whispered, “sometimes, it’s better to be locked up than to be broken.”

really? or was it just my hopelessness that made me think my freedom wasn’t as significant as everyone believed it to be? maybe i am better off where i am now. perhaps i am better off with how i am feeling now.

little did i realize that in my loneliness and hopelessness, a seed of hope was growing. in my isolation, freedom is being born. in my despair, love is growing.

for Sadje’s WDYS

24 Comments

  1. Sadje says:

    It is such a touching and poignant poem Mich. the seed of hope lifted up the poem from darkness into light. Thanks a lot for joining in.

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you too Sadje..at first i didn’t know what to do with the photo but when i looked closer and saw the grass growing inside the old boots, it then dawned on that “yeah a see of hope could grow anywhere”

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      1. Sadje says:

        You’re most welcome

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  2. Awesome take, Mich! That is how growth is

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    1. michnavs says:

      Indeed Maria…thank you so much..🌹🌹

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  3. Grace says:

    Beautiful imagery, my friend. You took the reader on a journey with your deep words, amazingly done 🤍🤍

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you so much🌹🌹🌹🌹

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  4. murisopsis says:

    The things that happen so slowly that we don’t notice – you captured it beautifully!

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    1. michnavs says:

      thank you so much Val… always

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  5. Such a relatable heart-touching poem, Mich…and paired with that photo….it’s beautiful. Grateful for growing freedom, hope, and love. 🙂
    (((HUGS)))
    ❤️

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you dearly Carolyn 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

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  6. Deep and poignant poem, Mich. Too good 😊

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    1. michnavs says:

      Thank you so much Kamal❤️

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      1. Welcome dear Mich 💕

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  7. oh your growing hope is beautifully captured in those well worn boots Mich! ❣️

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    1. michnavs says:

      I am so glad to read your comment Cindy..thank you.

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      1. You’re so welcome Mich!!! My pleasure! 🥰

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    1. michnavs says:

      thank you so much Indira.

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      1. Indira says:

        My pleasure, dear.

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  8. Jules says:

    Hope is a wonderful thing to grow. I read an article last year about a man who lived alone, a hermit for 30 – 40 years and he finally chose to come back to ‘civilization’…. within a month he died. Perhaps it was just too much for him all the changes. I would like to think, that if he had family… that they at least had some closure as to that man’s life. That he at least seemed to have been happy.

    May you and yours have a wonderful and wonderfilled New Year! (((Hugs)))

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    1. michnavs says:

      Aw🥺 that is so sad. I could imagine his life living alone…

      Happy new year Jules🌹❤️

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      1. Jules says:

        I think he was actually happier living alone. Some folks enjoy that type of life. I bet it was quite a culture shock about all the ‘advancements’…

        Best to you and yours! 💕

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