A Fortunate Space

Rules were made to be broken
Voices were made to be heard
Travelling life within inches of strife
Is a journey meant for the absurd

Egos were made to be humbled
Feelings were made to be bled
A poet in pain from their wounded remains
Becomes prisoner to all that they dread

So let your reality flow between worlds
Where alchemy beckons your name
The fragments of rope that surrender your hope
Are looking like one and the same

And should you befall a desolate squall
That shoulders the dangers you face
Remember the harm that delivered your calm
And brought you a fortunate space

Friendships were made to be treasured
But enemies lined at the gate
Will hasten retreat when you aptly defeat
The sword that is forged by their hate

Burdens were made to be lifted
Spirits were made to be freed
So open your wings, because healing begins
When you finally love what you see

So let your reality flow between worlds
Where alchemy beckons your name
The fragments of rope that surrender your hope
Are looking like one and the same

And should you befall a desolate squall
That shoulders the dangers you face
Remember the harm that delivered your calm
And brought you a fortunate space

© The Complicated Bunny – 01 Oct 2021