Walk

Wouldn't you like
to feel the Earth
beneath you
r feet?

Wouldn't you like
to feel the Wind
breathe
around you?

Wouldn't you like
to feel the flowers
sing
their sweet saccharine melody?

Wouldn't you like
to walk

with me?

The Ebb

There's an ebb and flow.
I don't know where to go.

It takes me to and fro.
To places I don't know.
And places of familiarity.

Face to face with fear,
And feelings I cannot bear.

So I run
To where I was from
A time of malign
Paradigm

But a place
I found grace

And they keep reminding me
Who I was made to be

Free