I was down under the Weight of the Earth,
under the Coat of Invisibility
where I felt the Grip of Sadness over me.
Somehow the Hand of Possibility pulled me,
tugged at my heart’s doors
to open again / to welcome Love.
The weight on my chest lifts,
and I’m Floating
lighter than even than a feather ~
made out of Snow.
Time unpauses and leaves me with more
than I thought I deserved:
More Hours to my Days.
My World starts spinning the minute
I forgive.
The Scar of my Wounds remain, but I
come up with an Armor of Heartache and Heart.
I am made up of Everything
from my mistakes, my dreams, my Faith
our past, my present, our Future—my Loves.
Finally, I can breathe the air of strength / My Air.
Then Your Air.