Burn or boil

Burn or Boil

Collectors of pain and sad tales,

don’t place all your joy in one fragile sail.

Don’t dream for a love that forever will last,

for every heart fills and empties so fast.

Don’t bare your soul to every hand,

in silence, there’s strength; you must understand.

Don’t chase the shine of a bucket so new,

label it with the growth it can bring to you.

Hold back your laughter, let joy take its dance,

for humor is yours, a personal trance.

What moves you to follow is yours to decide,

don’t over-explain, let the moment reside.

You may burn so quick as you decide it so,

or boil as slow as a cherry seed grows.

Sometimes all you need is to smile at your reflection;

you’ll see yourself when you clear that mirror on your own.

Sometimes all that you are is enough;

return what is borrowed, for love isn’t rough.

Look at your hands and know they’re strong;

you’ve carried the weight, you’ve held on so long.

You may burn so quick as you decide it so,

or boil as slow as a cherry tree grows.

Beam with smile to remember creation;

through the mirror you’ll see how you have grown.