It’s not what is said
Nor what is unsaid, either
My gaze offers a glimmer beneath the surface, but it’s not a tell
My walk, long strides that have traveled long roads
Strength from uphill climbs, sometimes without end
Sturdied downhill descents tested unmeasured muscles
Yet I still find one continues in front of the other, I go
A spotlight shines on the realization that I am ok
The warmth of the sun’s rays hugs my shoulders and draws me in, closer
Without words, tells me I will be fine
And I let out a sigh of relief
Daijobu
