Scars

Scars

Life has left scars on your skin

and echoes of the past still resound in your heart

you feel trapped into your mind, into your fears

with no way to escape

and set yourself free

 

Why don’t you look at the beauty of these scars

instead of lamenting the remembrance of old pains

can’t you see they’ve formed valleys and canyons and rivers and lakes

where everything was flat and dull before

can’t you imagine how life would teem there

once you sowed the seeds of your dreams