Not Too Poetry

A scar by its nature
is not the same as first flesh.

Not less, but not the same.

A scar speaks a different story.
It maps a separate quest.

A scar by its nature
tells of healing,
and this in itself
entails a preface
of wounds and suffering.

My scars by their nature
recount survival.
And that is a story,
that is a map
worth following.

And I am encouraged,
despite my years, to travel
beyond these maps,
to tell fresh tales
and perhaps pick up
fresh scars.

Scars are by their nature
a natural consequence
of paths followed,
of life lived.

I’ve learned never to trust
a face that bears no blemish.