Awake, My Soul. {Poem}


“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.” ~ Albert Camus

My body has spent years in hibernation,

underground, curled into a safe hollow of slumber.

I have slept the torpid nod of bears, and had their winter dreams.

Of roots sprouting, flowers reaching,

turning pale heads to the sun to unfold.

Do bears hear sounds in their winter repose?

My body has heard a cacophony of birds, torrents of rain, thunderous hooves overhead.

Fearful to emerge, anxious, it curled tighter.

My body has ached while dreaming with the remembrance of other lives.

Of leaping off docks into cool lake water.

Of toes and fingers rejoicing in sand, dirt and grass—a glory of sensation.

Of loving another’s skin, and being touched.

 Still afraid, I slept on.

The possibility of endless night was there—

I chose, finally, to uncurl

To end the dormancy, the trance of avoidance.

To stretch towards the sun, and bloom.


Published by Keeley Milne

Keeley Milne has an irrepressible joie de vivre. She is most content when with her son Liam, a pile of books, or in the woods—and best yet all three at once. She loves to run marathons in other countries, go on solo adventures, and drink a perfect cup of coffee. She is a voracious reader and loves to write, listen, and laugh. Keeley makes her home in Medicine Hat, Alberta, where she is completing an English degree, going for runs in the coulees, and hugging Liam as much as she can, every day. You can connect with Keeley on her Facebook here, on Instagram, or Tumblr.

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