Courage.

"Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us." - Pema Chondron

I met a Girl named Courage

She is not large

But spritely

Hair every which way

Held up by her spirit.

She is not loud

But appears

"I am Courage,

I am 5 years old."

She is not alone

But trails a sibling

Gripping her leg,

Peering from behind her.

She is not proud

But pink.

Heart fluttering. 

Smile bustling.

She is not aware

But sure - 

That we are here.

That this is a good day to be alive.

She is not a picture

But the realest real

Like the itch of a sweater 

Like all the possibilities the world can hold.