Quest

Waves foam and agitate, unrelenting as they wash over hope

the small gestures, omissions and rejections, deepening patina

fortify trench, persist, overcome brutal inertia: steep is slope 

thoughts drift forward, projecting self into newly created arena.

Transition fuelled by pain; vigilant doubt drifts like unwelcome mist

wandering in blizzard, white out blinds, inner compass sole guide

ruminations of Teflon coated past, toxic. Cease and desist

existence stripped back to core essence, nowhere to hide.

Biting pain gnawing internally, pervading fragile sense of being

darkest before the dawn; cling tight to meaning, you will mend 

growing more comfortable with self, so liberally freeing

determination giving way to playful spirit; welcome old friend.