Willing to brave fire
For acquiring more peaceful
Circumstances in
Whatever the future may
Intend to provide for us.
Freezing beneath skies
Bled of almost all color
Hanging a ceiling
Above every detail shown
In those faces, come and gone.
All that fades away
Gives no notice of intent
To leave absence, holes,
In places where reality
Should always remain intact.
Courage does not mean
We are strong, but only shows
We get up, go on
Even when the odds settle
Against us unyielding, real.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Haphazard Creative 