I always find peace
in spaces
Where nature is reclaiming what’s hers
Watching concrete walls crumble
From the wild vines that grow like veins
Bringing new life to what was stagnant
Destruction can be beautiful and necessary
Nothing is permanent
No matter how hard
You fight for it to be.
~Amber Comber
My life has always
Been
On the outside
Looking in
I am learning to love
And not just exist
In my own skin
Be still in the moments
I’m riddled with
Doubts and anxiety
Letting the fear of the future
Wash away from me
The ebb and flow
Of lovingly holding
The moments that
Sustain me
Knowing I will be
Weathered and changed
But these storms won’t
Define me and
The rain is necessary
To cleanse and nurture
This garden
That is beginning to
Flourish around me.
~Amber Comber
