Poem

Limitless.
I stand, head tilted, drinking in the blue with my eye’s. The hum comes through my feet. They meet in my soul.

Shackled.
I stood, afraid those who knew me would discard me.

Inside.
Nothing but pain.

Given.
Encouragment to reach out and risk love. Not rejected, I was assured.

Tears.
They come and come, washing me clean. I am alive.

Love.
I can, will, Do

Leave a comment