An Awakening

I can feel it

the shift

propulsion 

into the world

different

I find wings

where once 

there were none

to stretch

is painful

yet necessary

falling

yet soaring

searching 

for clarity 

where the lines 

blur

focusing

focusing

until finally

I see!

-k.

Come Winter

Come Winter

lay upon me your presence
in a blanket of white
so that I will remember
to breathe
slow and deep
there is no need to rush
stop me in my tracks
so that I can look back
at where I've been
and like a child
you will let me be
free to run forth
and play.

-k