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Invisible Strength

A micro-prose piece

By Denise LarkinPublished 10 months ago Updated 10 months ago 1 min read
Invisible Strength
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I used to run like I was chasing god, my body light and slim,

hungry, wild, full of wind, and want.

*

Now the world moves while I stay still,

but I've learned the sky kneels lower for those who wait.

*

I cannot walk, but I do.

I rise—in every word, every breath,

in the way I dare to still be more.

*

My legs may be weak but my spirit glides in its stride.”

The earth carries me now.

I am no less forward, for the stillness in my steps becomes alive

because my eyes seek truth.

*

My hips ache, but an invisible strength moves my body uphill.

I stride slow towards the mountain top.

The view is my valley, I vow to see heaven's glow.

*

My soul, the spirit of an angel in its walk.

It holds me up as I reach the top and smile surreptitiously with glee

as the yellow rays dissipate further and the moon begins to take over.

*

I sit on mountain rocks and rest my weary legs.

Hips relax as divine spirit desires a way forward.

My eyes glow as a whiteness brightens upon me, and I realize it's time to leave this land for home.

fact or fictionFree VerseGratitudeinspirationalnature poetryProseStream of Consciousnesssurreal poetry

About the Creator

Denise Larkin

A writer of a BA with honours (2.1) in Arts & Humanities recently gained a Creative Writing Master's Degree. She writes poetry, fictional short stories, and is the author of the Time to Run series, Darkness and The Non-Human.<aT.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran10 months ago

    The journey might be difficult but the destination would be worth it. Loved your poem!

  • Mark Graham10 months ago

    Walking is the easiest form of exercise that one can do physically and yes even emotionally as you stated in your piece. Good job.

  • There is a time for getting away, breathing & taking it all in, & there is a time for heading home. Editorial notes: Did you mean, "My legs maybe weak" (adverbial form without a verb to modify) or "My legs may be weak" (verb). I believe your mean "surreptitiously" where you have "surreptiously".

  • Lilly10 months ago

    So lovely to read. Walking is sometimes hard, I know, especially uphill. Love how you made this a part of life's struggles. Beautiful.

  • Jack Ray10 months ago

    A wonderful story about walking. Your words flowed nicely.

  • Lokesh Kumar10 months ago

    Nice, I liked it

  • James10 months ago

    Walking uphill is hard. I feel your pain.

  • Poker Guy10 months ago

    Enchanting spiritual words.

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