It’s actually 

an amazing thing,

to derail.

To get drunk on the past

gorge on the future’s promise,

spectacularly fall from grace, fail.


Time won’t stand still

as the mess of the mind,

rolls its dice.

Twists, turns, drags

with brute force,

steals every breath, cell of pure life.


To derail

is to be strong.

Not a path to fail.


love, acceptance, renewal

in its long and winding trail. 


This is about emerging from a personal storm, adversity, or challenges. Life chucks curve balls at us in differing frequencies and ferocity. We’re rarely prepared and some of us sadly don’t have the strength to hold on, but those of us who do, can emerge stronger and build unimaginable resilience.