The Inner Soar

Summer scenes and my daughter's fairy art remind me it's time to soar whether it's a bird about to fly, a bud about to bloom, a kite about to catch a gust of wind or a life that wants to unfurl. All this, much like a baby's first steps, requires an innate hope in possibilities that can get lost along the way, inspiring my take on the "important steps" prompt by Poets and Storytellers United and the first line of an Emily Dickinson poem.

If hope is a feather, despair is the gale that

flings the thing into sorrow's well where its

quill is a sword that pierces the soul and joy

is a forgotten, ensnared and tuneless chord 

Yet often when thrust into darkness, the mind

in defeat seeks a leap, plucking out the sting to

reclaim the inner fight, finding the first step in

rising back up is to let in a single gust of light 

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HOLD ONTO THE LIGHT