I jump out of a plane full of the hellhounds of past memories
I'm free of the barbed wire confines of regret
I don't look back at the green ghouls of fear that plagued my soul
Freefalling, the mistress of the wind embraces me, and kisses me like a long lost love
The cement straightjacket I wore, dragged me underwater thick as quicksand
I exchanged that millstone for angel's wings made of light canvas
I glide gently down as my chosen springtime destiny welcomes me
Where I take my first steps ©2020 Michael R.