The Begining
I’ve often wondered
How to pin-point the beginning.
Is it the moment I took my first breath
Or the moment that shaped
My destiny.
The beginning holds
My secret to unlocking
Why I am
The way I am
Is locked in the moment
I’m searching for.
Maybe it will erase the pain.
Perhaps it will remove the doubt.
Or it could help me move forward.
Or I could create a new beginning –
One filled with love, hope and peace.
I can see this as a tryptic: consider writing a poem called “the middle” and one called “the end” as a set. What would those be like? It could add depth to an already deep poem.
Hi Donna,
Thank you for the wonderful feedback. I will definitely be working on your suggestion.