Of Robust Armour

this, I wish
of brass made
indefatigable matter
void of grief, ache digging
at my bones
perpetually smiling, finding
the light in all things
joyful in company than in
solitude, broadening that
interdependence upon one another
making us greater, stronger beings
generating ramparts against
brutal tsunamis life doles out

photo and poem © by DC Lessoway