Tuesday, August 20, 2013

My lucky stars Wordle 122

There was a period in my life
- years -
when my heart was numbed
and nailed to the floor.
I persuaded myself
to live a vision not my own
and by degrees
be slowly driven into the ground.

A few short, sharp words
loosened the nails
and I flew home
to a place I had dreamed
was lost and gone.

And now I stay, nestled,
in this hilly space.
My heart grows
and soars like a hawk.
I give tribute to the stars that be -
If not for them
there would be no me.

1 comment:

  1. Isn't it amazing what happens when we finally stop and realize that the only way to be is to be ourselves? The sounds in this one, seem happy and light, a very apt creation to the sense of the piece.