Old Wisdom (from the Nest)

Talking about a Revolution

Here is another one of my ramblings from years ago.
And don’t forget your Deeds of December. How are they going?

Origami — July 2, 2010

I want to be a revolution, changing the world one soul at a time.

I want to be a resolution, the tender answer to a pressing prayer.

I want to be a storm, strong, with force enough to sweep away the ordinary, the settled.

I want to be a scratched-up record, played over and over in savory melody. 

I want to be a wedding band, the golden circle meant for eternal love.

I want to be a used pair of sneakers, so traveled and enchanted by the earth’s marvels.

I want to be a worn novel, vulnerable, and completely naked. 

I want to be a genocide, destroying the kin of doubt, addiction, and betrayal.

I want to be a promise, a contract washed with a blood so rich in trust and hope.

I want to be a scar, for there is always a tale worthy of its dwelling. 

I want to be a shooting star, the keeper of a special wish before it passes away. 

I want to be a memory, one that is beautiful, timeless, and wonderfully unforgettable.

I want to be. I can be. I will be…


Love, B.R. Wren 

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