Tuesday, October 10, 2023

Big

In the mystery of mysteries, I fell on my knees and caught my breath

The ribbons in the sky tied together clouds and rain 

Like a child with a kite, I pulled on the sun

I ran with my bare feet in the cold, wet sand

leaving footprints and throwing my ankles sideways

to see how big I could be.


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