The desperation culminated to a steep mountain, and there, frozen in
its snow cap, I waited silently for change to transpire.
When the snow warmed & thawed, releasing me, I was an avalanche
barreling fast down its tyrannical terrain.
Fearless from knowing there was no chance I’d be stopped, liquid.
All the rocks & trees hanging in my way were portals that I’d slide
over & through.
Then down to the valley I plummeted, headstrong in my singularity.
The freedom of being alone & One with myself has taken a long time
to get to.
This one is triumphant. I like the snow cap reference in the beginning..it reminds me of how frigid and harsh life can seem. Portals feels like epiphanies... Then the end feels like a runner winning a race. You are so gifted!
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