There is always the possibility
of reinvention
—
sometimes born of longing
sometimes offered faintly,
like birdsong in your ear
—
sometimes—
born of pain.
—
Life is long for a reason.
So that every chapter swells
with a new chapter of us,
—
so there is time to change
the meaning of your name
to everyone around you,
and especially
to you.
—
When the name that once meant
tired girl comes to mean
she who rose again,
—
–then
art begins.
—
I met a woman
whose house burned down
and in the ashes
she found the blaze of her self.
—
Now it roars
still angry, sometimes uncontrolled,
always a blinding light.
—
If you see her on the street,
bow to her courage.
Stare back into her flickering animal eyes,
and know, she is fighting a fight.
-Tara Sophia Mohr