The wind whispered, “come;”

     with an intensity

          that could make knees tremble


and the tallest tree,




    I steadied myself,

       walked half way

  and turned back;


back into the darkness


       Oh, the fear,

   all those years,

before the light

     when darkness burned

      like an eclipse

through naked eyes.


My aching heart, tugged






chains binding my feet.


     A cardinal knocked,

day after day


             and I finally answered ,


     this barefoot, wandering soul

          with a simple wish for peace,

nourishment for a weary soul;

      just a few sacred syllables

          to share,


and lips to release

   these breaths

        I have been holding,


     and fly


~day one NaPoMo a poem a day in April ❤


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