Stepping Stone

No longer waiting for the next step to appear, She finally stood up, shaking off the dust of stagnancy And set to work gathering earth and stones To build her own stepping stone. No starbursts appeared to show her the way No neon signs to illuminate a destination Only the softly persistent pull of herContinue reading “Stepping Stone”

Stretching Wings

I thought the tree was where I belonged Sitting beneath a canopy of branches Nestled up against the trunk of this vast oak Lulled to sleep by the sound of the breeze through leaves. Never dreamed of leaving this sacred space Too afraid of the world outside the shade of my tree Protected from theContinue reading “Stretching Wings”