There is a trend in our culture,
To emphasize strength.
In some cases, it’s all about length.
I’m not so sure,
How I feel about this definition.
Using masculinity as a form of ammunition.
Nor do I like,
strength as a mission.
A journey to place others under commission.
Strength is not about,
Weight, fate or the absence of tears.
Nor about collecting capital over the years.
Strength is not a thing,
Or an accomplishment of a goal.
Consuming glutinously to fill that aching hole.
No, strength is a way of being,
The expression of a feeling.
A way to provide a sense of healing.
Strength is an action,
A perpetual flow.
The ability to radiate a loving glow.
Strength is a process,
A never ending type of work.
Not to be pushed aside with sloth and a smirk.
Strength is a connection,
a foundation of friendship.
The taste of a kiss upon your lip.
Strength is for you and for me,
A gift we can share.
Please never stop to give it care.