What You Have Traveled Through

A bit of flotsam on the beach.
Ropes, Twine. Net all atangle.

Some see trash.
You see liberation.

I suppose it all depends
on your journey.

Where you have traveled and what
you have traveled through.

About this poem

At times, I envy those whose life journeys have been easier than mine. On the other hand, I don’t mind how my struggles have changed how I see…. everything.

Tom