Nonetheless

Today is the first breath,
Labored and stale, unwanted and unneeded,
But breathing nonetheless.

Today is the first look,
Surroundings familiar but different somehow,
Frightening and unforgiving,
But seeing nonetheless.

Today is the first beat,
My soul and heart, lost but found again,
Broken, shattered, unloved,
But beating nonetheless.

Today is the first touch,
Course and painful, aching and sharp,
But feeling nonetheless.

Today is the first step,
A journey never seen,
A road unknown and dark, steep and rocky,
But progress nonetheless.

Today is the first light,
Choked by shadows, strangled by uncertainty,
Struggling against the fading sky,
But illumination nonetheless.

Today is the first day,
An undeserved chance, a weak change of yesterday,
An unwanted waking, a search for reasons,
But a day nonetheless.

Tomorrow will be another first,
Breath, look, beat, touch, step, light,
Another day, like today,
A never ending search for answers.

What was,
What is,
What will.

And why.

Jaysen Towers