What I've Learned
Though my thoughts seem pensive they only break against truth as does the wave against shore.
These fertile lips seek to sprout words of worth but have yet been nurtured by culture and creation.
I have spent many nights indicting mirrored pains and reflected exults hoping to embark on such epic tales as those who truly tell.
But it is there that my ship can never leave harbor and I stay docked amongst the inexperienced, beating against my own familiarities.
I have spent days walking in the shadows of the wise searching for wisdom, climbing those crumbled walls expecting to see at heights as those who stood first atop the unbroken long ago.
I have spent weeks entangled in my restless thoughts like I lay amidst a bed of thorns looking for comfort amongst the prickled perch.
I have built dreams in the exact shape as the ones before me, believing my aspirations are intricate and original with beauty by design.
But these fallacies I constructed only toppled as the pillars of affirmation wither with the winds of reality.
I have danced in the shoes of others, stammering on the soles where my predecessors once spun and twirled with grace and awe.
I have cooked hollow meals lacing my food with the revered recipes, hoping the taste be only but as original as it was the times before.
I did all this, I do all this, in hope that I can be blessed with a chance to attain and retain the beauty of knowledge like the ones who shined before my time.
And as I think of these moments I realize not that I will learn, but that I have.
Feminism Redefined
