PAD Challenge Day 29 (Two-for- Tuesday): "Near the End of Burn Out & "Near the Beginning of New"

PAD Challenge Day 29 (Two-for-Tuesday): Write a "near the end" and/or "near the beginning" poem.

Near the End of Burn Out

We all faced many end 
of the roads where we want 
to throw in the towel
Throw up our hands 
Hide our hearts 
Shield our backs
Save our other cheek
Second guess our 
intentions and purpose 

We may even want 
to walk away from it 
all while it remains 
worth what it is worth
before we completely lose
ourselves or our marbles

Until self-care urgently 
calls us to gently say
It is okay to pause survival mode
It is okay to lead your way out of 
leading everything and everybody

Come back
I have a safe place 
for you to rest your eyes, 
and bones
I have shelter for
you to ease your
emotional intelligence
and empathy
I have soul food 
to fill your soul.

Near the Beginning of New

Anew
Unused
Never done
On the way
I see it clear
Scent of lilac 
Ready for my tongue
Like a drop of honey
Feels like heaven 
Pray it never leaves
Hear it comes
A new beat to my drum

D'ElegantOne 

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