It seems strange, this thought of admiration
of someone eyeing my soul
Night wind caresses my nakedness
Reluctantly I relinquish control
Muscles relax, and the heart burns slow
Fear dissipates in the mist
Open arms with empty hands
Offer a freedom I cannot resist
Not tethered, but still close to a broken past
To what made me who I have become
To see all the trials that line the path
Still in awe with the positive outcome