Poem and Artwork by Michelle Orellana

What is strength?

What is strength?

Where can I find it?

My confinement in my comfort zone has made me weak.

If only I could reach or take one step into the unknown.

Grow a backbone and chase a dream that on paper is unattainable.

It seems having a safety net is what’s favorable, but I want to reach beyond what they tell me is capable.

If I could visualize strength it would be like walking on hot coals with my bare feet.

Barely having the willpower to plow through the discomfort.

To suffer momentarily to later receive comfort.