The Crux of Tension

There are mornings and there are nights
when the weight of the future and the weight of the past
sit on our shoulders, prepared to break our spine

There are moments
there are fights
there are voices
there are cries

But at the cusp of the moment
at the cusp of the swarm

We decipher the chaos
and with it a drop of light
barely enough to stand up
but enough to keep up the fight

God bless the Tension
that brought me here

God bless the endurance
carrying me through fear

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The Tension Light Sculpture
Mahogany & Light
Montreal, December 2021