Whether or not it gets
recognized beyond the circles
we’ve created
the fact that you’ve drawn
a line in the sand
willingly or unwillingly
consciously or unconsciously
is a lesson I’ve learned
a lesson I’ve valued
because it could have
stayed stagnant
and festered
been passed down along the line
and infiltrated the soil
poisoned the roots
and grown into a tree
incapable
of forming branches
a perpetual state of August
and December
the spring of my life
was a product of your late summer
and early fall
heat strokes, lighting storms
purple rain
Seattle weather
hot and cold
clear then murky
then cold and hot
again
it’s been different lately
less explosive, I think
trigger finger not as itchy
dare I say more patient?
or dare I say
maturity lasts a lifetime?
I know
all too well
the brewing hurricanes, tornadoes, and monsoons
within me
passed down to me
created by me
but all to well do I know
your history
and how you’ve shown me
the future can be righted
predictions can be avoided
and in this instance
we have the control
the opportunity
the decision
to change
to evolve
into the bigger man