The Slate

A moment to seek,

subtle in reflect.

Ponder no former;

excuse all mistakes.

Dwell not on lessons,

hardship nor pain.

Pardon misdeeds;

let peace now remain.

Forward, move feet,

and look not behind.

Be grounded no more;

dawn rises, now fly.

Forgive heavy heart,

and soul shall be free.

Unbounded are chains,

exempt of misery.

Horizon breathes hope,

awakening deep fires.

An oyster, this world,

pearled with desires.

The slate, unblemished,

no scars can be seen.

The moment is now;

pursue all your dreams.

©Brett Kristian 2018