fly.
i stand on the
cliff’s
edge and
look down
waiting to freefall
no more fear…
hurt
is no longer the superhero
accosting me as if
i was
the villain
i won’t allow it
i no longer hold
disappointments
dear
they are not
welcomed
in my circle/
standing tall
irreverent
to the pain that
held me hostage
for some exorbitant
amount
so many yesterdays
i stand strong
among the flowers
(even the weeds)
my roots run deep
are not easily
displaced
look over my
shoulder
and see
my only friend
resilience
say hello…
…i
am at the cliff’s
edge
renewed
look down with no
fear/glow
as i transform
in free fall
into a bird
and fly.
fly.
fly.
