A breakthrough
needs no proof
no explanation
It is
when it is
it happens
when a time deemed proper demands
Wings and prayers
Hopes and wishes
lifted to the heavens on the backs of incent dragons
made of smoke and scents pleasing to metaphysical senses
A breakthrough
It is for you
it belongs to you
more personal than the thoughts you attempt to
not think
more personal than the memories you attempt to
not remember
more personal than the names you attempt to
not speak
you can have a breakthrough
if you want
just like that
quicker than a moment
compared to existence
One more thing
the breakthrough requires a sacrifice
you can never
be as you were
The breakthrough requires all that is you to die
so that you
that you wish
may be.
© Christopher F. Brown 2014