The dust settles slowly atop the foundation.
Now solid after years of sinking in the sand.
A myriad of deep hurt and consternation,
Reflecting on the path as the final speck lands.

The last speck settles to the ground.
Rebuilding out from the wreckage.
A myriad of hurt and consternation.
Time to reflect. Time to heal.

Solid footing but stuck in place.
Before the battles began .
A smile that still haunts the most lucid dreams.
The blaze that once lit up a now...