Longing Risen

I was made with a Longing

In my heart

Fierce and beautiful

I wore it proudly

Like pigtails on a little girl

Until

Darkness showed up

And brought the cloud

So I put my precious Longing in a bubble

And promised

I would return for it when it was safe

But the cloud grew

darker with time

Every now and again

Longing wrestled inside of its prison

stirring

disrupting

The cloud didn’t like that!

So it sent a sword through the sky

And angry gusts

carried it away

to a deeper

darker

place

Where no one would

EVER

find it . . .

EVER.

Longing lost its will

in that darkness

and I watched it

sink

out

     of

         sight

         

And yet

The same violent sword

That drove the Longing under

Sliced that cloud

And light shown through the slivers

Leading the way

for the Longing to follow

that light

through swamps and forests

through cemeteries

through mine fields

and mazes

   Rising

      Rising

         Rising

Like a soldier

Rising up to fight for

Freedom

Because she is worth fighting for

The Longing has found its way

and now sits in my throat

And I just know

it will either choke me to death

or BURST into a new song