So this is life

Golden sunrises

Silvery hued nights

Dreams that fade

into nightmares

Toes that trip

the soul

Fingers that kiss

ivory

Hair that glistens

in memories sunset

Eyes that sparkle until

the clouds roll in

 

She is learning

to lean

upon each breath

To cherish the weight

of the air

inside her chest

She is learning the way

into the depths

of her mind

Rolling her eyes

backward

until her pupils hit

that flint of light

She is learning how to

stand her ground

Legs and soul

firm as an oaks roots

She is growing wings

Her arms outstretched

Enjoying her molt

 

She only needs

to learn

to fly

She practices

A flapping echo

Hints of

laughter

But falls

on her knees

every time

Scars and scabs

that trail

her failure

 

But only those

with halos

are given this gift

 

She must endure

the pain,

the bruises,

the shame,

the loneliness,

the horrors,

the longest days and

the shortest dreams

 

But her feathers

will grow

an itching tingle

Her anticipation

will amplify

Each grain of sand

that gets trapped

in the waist

of that fragile hourglass

will quiver

 

She must walk

through the darkness

before she finds

light

Make it all

filthy

before she washes

clean