At least this feeling comes with acceptance
Newness
No longer remaining in the safe zone of what I know
Of what is familiar
Stepping in the open
Knowing it could be a better way to explain my motion
It could be intertwined with a deeper devotion
Simply put it could be better
More pure
Not constricted by the bind of needing to rhyme
guided by my most honest being
As if each word is slowly freeing me