At first glance, you scare me
Like a terrifying image of the past
With sharp edges, pinchers, and maybe a hidden sting
The packaging of you remains stunningly intact
From this exterior view, you look like you.
With closer curious inspection
You are only the outer design
I could flick away
Or with a breeze of wind
You’d blow away light as the feather you now are
A ghost town of memories.
Every day I awake and
Squiggle away from you.
You hold a past that is no longer who I am or ever was.
I thank you for being the container
For holding space for the very essence of me.
I have crawled out
Flown into the trees
Free to sing and mate.
For now, I have found safe haven
Home in the depths of an inner world
Filled with equanimity, peace, acceptance
Dense with love
Here in the woods of my soul.