Revitalising
Coils of pure energy
Unlike anything I’ve felt in so long
Twist around inside of me;
A sense of vitality
Courses through my veins
Making me want to jump,
Run, turn cartwheels;
To do flips on the trampoline.
Yet it’s more than that too,
Like an internal yearning
For exploration, adventure,
Freedom.
Champing at the bit,
Like a horse
With the wind at his back
And a stubborn rider
Holding tightly to the reins
Insistent on walking
When all I want to do
Is let loose
And gallop.
Like a bird
Caged and with wings clipped,
Even if the door of my prison
Was to swing open
I wouldn’t have the option
To fly.
Twitching with eagerness
And impetuosity
I must be patient
A bit longer.
But how long?
‘How long is a piece of string?’
They answer.
Instead of snapping,
Breaking out
Bolting at the first chance
Of escape
I inhale deeply
Turning inwards
For the resilience and strength
To push on
Holding onto the knowledge
That I must see this through.
After all,
I’ve made it this far.
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