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SoulKin

Mountain Winds

For some reason

Somewhere along the way

I was convinced...

I allowed the world, my past, my pain, my trauma to convince me

That the next time I decide to jump

I would FALL instead of Fly

So, here I am

Standing at the edge

Too scared to jump

Waiting here, standing here, contemplating

Just here, still and afraid

Frozen

Lost...

“Who am I?"

"Who are you?”

I yell into the layers of the wind

Arms spread wide, like the wings of an eagle

If only I could jump, maybe I could fly

But I'm bound and tethered

imprisoned by my own fears, by my own mind

I wonder what it's like to be free

To jump without the fear of falling

To sink into the colors of the wind

To love without limitations

There is no solace on this mountain

This mound of self-reflection

I know all too well why the caged bird sings

Weary feet and clipped wings

Rage and fury

 

Agony...


Here, on this edge where I stand

Too scared to jump

Waiting here, standing here, contemplating

Just here, still and afraid

Frozen.


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