What once held me captive,
now sets me free

My wanderlust blowing away

The clouds and horizon,
that buttressed my world

Meld, as the night into day

Those words never chosen,
survive on their own

Verses dry, all wings taking flight

What used to confound me,
present, future, and past

Joined as one—in a fusion of light

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)