Air moves through me in nurturing waves–
I feel a symphony begin within me
Before I can hear it, and when I do
It is fine as jazz and I tap my feet against concrete
And think about all the sweet things you’ve said to me
And as I make my way to the library I am calm.
I can taste strawberries on my tongue and it all feels like love
And the light pours in like liquid gold.
I’m happy like I was when I was five
Skipping everywhere I went, before I knew
What shame was, and now I think about
How ridiculous it is that we grow up and damage ourselves. I still keep
All the letters from my godsister from when we were ten. I liked history back then
And later bought a calligraphy set.
We talked about life because back then–
It was mostly sweet, at least for me.
Today, I walk into the library for the first time in a long while
And I can still feel the magic I felt years ago.
And I know
That goodness still lies within me,
And I must not bury it as I continue along this strange pathway. Through the thick darkness
There is always something beautiful that you will find. The challenge is
you must not lose your mind.