Memory springs to life
I am younger
Hopeful and open
The world is my playground
I can dream big dreams
And somehow they seem possible
I can rise to the challenge
Somehow I let myself become small
Beaten down by life's trials
I forgot that the trials forge my spirit
As the flame forges metal
Boulders blocking my path
Say nothing about me or my destiny
They exist on their own
An obstacle to go around
Or to climb over
Photo by Tommy Lisbin