I don’t know where I’m going
but I know how to get there.
“What do you want from me?”
Not any more.
These hands carried that rock far
too long..
I walk on and wave
Love or not,
my way is not yours
a bird rests in my open palms now
she takes flight spontaneously
and returns without my asking
Undiscovered story
footsteps not yet fallen
these are mine
five toes by five toes
inhale by exhale
meant losing everything
but myself