Concrete Dive
Where I feel
resistance
Signs and
whispers telling me no
I find persistence
giving me the go
Yes,
sometimes I sit down
From the
dizzying blur
I kick and
I scream even cry
From the
events that may or may not occur
Where I sense
no energy
A void of
wind to lift my wings up
I am
blessed by a healing spirit
To shadow
me when I have had enough
I am far
from writing a final chapter
There is
life left in this old girl
I’m just
hesitant of doing a cannon ball
Into a
concrete and brick world
.....Lisa C