the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 76 – Sturdy Oak

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Removed from the wild
To be deconstructed
And refined
And used for comfortable living
Each piece is unique
For no two are the same

Each struck with chocolate brown grains
Waves of charcoal
Ripples of dark cinnamon
Terra cotta stains
Blemishes removed
But kept perfectly in tact

And in fact, you find so easy to love
To gently rest your feet upon
They’re beautiful
They open up the space
They brighten the room
Long, smooth, perfectly imperfect

Aligned at each 90 degree angle
Then criss-crossed, zig-zagged
Shiny, brand new
But really not brand new,
For if you remove the soft covers,
You reveal what was once there

And it’s still there


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