Sunday, March 20, 2022

Free

Uncertain, questioning the day
And still she moved forward
Wondering
How such a pristine scene could be
Sun breaking through the trees
Such a moment
Branches full of birds
All asking would she?
Would she join them
Without fear
But full of awareness
Of the outside world
Looking in
Would she be free to be
Alive in the arms of the world
Free to finally be
Her self