Building Blocks

You waded through darkened rooms
pushing past your pain.
Finding glimpses of hope in our words
inviting me in.
Embers crackled in the sand,
shifting grains and kicking up dust.
An unintentional breath of smoke filled my aching lungs,
and I’m scared.
You weren’t supposed to be here.
Holding light in your palms,
offering me to stay.
You weren’t supposed to embrace me so tightly.
Folding me inside your breath,
showing me the way.
We wait.
On shores that crash our battle cries.
Silently building our foundation,
fitting perfectly the bent boards
that holds our hope
and makes our home.

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