Climbing Up Out Of The Ashes

Climbing Lessons

never was much of a climber,

much less through the smoke and ashes of a destructive town,

so when the building was being torched,

the heat of the flames licking the walls that held me inside for so long,

all I could do was start moving.

I wasn't saving myself from an eternal burning death,

I was finding you, to make sure you were safe.

my goal was not to survive but it happened anyway.

the smoke cleared, there I was outside looking at the black feathery hazes of remains.

started my journey one knee in front the other, one movement at a time, 

 you see, when you are not strong enough to walk, you learn to climb.