Aug 2018
with a dancing body
she will sway as fragile as skinned trees,
and her feet will drum against the earth, wounding it.
and with the instability of dying daffodils, her arms will harmonize
fingers separating, ribs expanding,
and she will breathe in the sweet fragrance of life,
close her wandering eyes and for a graceful moment,
forget she ever spoke of fear.
she will sway as fragile as skinned trees,
and her feet will drum against the earth, wounding it.
and with the instability of dying daffodils, her arms will harmonize
fingers separating, ribs expanding,
and she will breathe in the sweet fragrance of life,
close her wandering eyes and for a graceful moment,
forget she ever spoke of fear.
for myself, and all the fear i have harbored, for all the fear i have let control me. with these arms of mine, i'll let them fly, so i can sink into where i am meant to be.
