I have opened my door
I let in an element
It came in floating,
a gleaming orb of golden light
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It was captivating,
will-bending, soul filling
Volatile
Volatility built into its composition
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It has changed me deeply
Permanently
Streaked my genetic make up
with golden strands of DNA
Entered every corner of my soul
Brought life to my bones
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Yet it has also unravelled me
piece by piece
It has stripped me of the chance
to ever live comfortably
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Its volatile nature reaches my fingertips
Every time I hold the door open
I feel it build up in my heart
pour out through my tears
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Singeing me like flames
When I tell it that it can stay
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I am permeable to peace
But seal in sorrow
I cleave to courage
But hemorrhage heartache
I am comforted but not comfortable
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When I wish to leave
The drive to go in deeper
always pushes me
When my hands get burned
I keep them in longer
When I’m healed
I seek the injury
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This element is wild
But not disorderly
It brings with it duality
It is peace and unrest
Reward and sacrifice
Stability and uncertainty
Draining and filling
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I want it to end
To close the door, but I can’t
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Even in the midst of the valley
I look forward to the next summit
Even though I know I’ll cross both
Tundra and dessert
Water and flame
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Even in my burn out
My convictions are burned in
Like a branding on my heart
The shallow layers of skin are burnt up
what perseveres are the eternal matters
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I opened my door to an element
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This element
More valuable than gold
More essential than oxygen
Stronger than steel
Yet softer than lithium
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Volatile by nature
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This element is
Life and death
Fulfillment and wanting
This element is
Love
It is foster care
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What does it feel like to be a foster parent? It feels like sometimes wishing you never started because now you can never see things the same. Now you know the kids, the struggles, the families and you can’t un-know them. It feels like looking at all your peers achieving the expected milestones, living safe behind closed doors and wishing for the same but knowing you cannot. You cannot close the door. You can’t because you always wonder who else might walk in and who you may be leaving out if you close the door. It’s like being disembodied, like your heart is not in your chest but “out there” and you are drawn to find it. It feels like a calling.
There are 118 known elements that make up our reality, our planet and our bodies but there is one more. One more element you can choose to let into your life, one more element that will do more to build you than anything else could.
