Here I am,

Lying awake in the middle of the night

‘Roused by the moon’s beckoning light.

She calls through the window,

The blinds,

The trees

To me…

“Come now, child,

It’s time to set yourself free.

Give over to the ideal, release and believe.

You will not fall. You will not fail.

You will soar. And you will sail.

And fly…

On wings of strength and faith and soul’s pure delight.

Like spinning cartwheels through night’s starry sky.”

Wheeeeeee!

I am me. •arms to the stars•

Set free.

•CJE•