ready

Each day takes so much energy,
yet at the end of the day,
its night,
I feel bright and ready for the next breath,
for the next story,
for I am waiting,
yearning to learn, explore, my heart just demands more
yet my mind is quiet,
I am a warrior who is at peace,
ready for the winds to blow,
the tide to come in, and love to blow in, and knock
on my cold wooden Oak door,
that protects my soul,
shielding me from the divvering cold,
separating cold
from
internal warmth.
My barrier,
The carrier of my soul.

 
Written by Caitlin James on 02/11/18
© caitlin james 2018