Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: poem, awakening, self discovery
...for a very long time I tried to hold still
I contained myself, frozen stiff, unmoving
Then one day a warm wind spun itself around me
Defrosting me and throwing me off balance
I was moving, stumbling, turning and with each changing motion
Came new freedom and surprises
I am no stone structure...I AM ALIVE.....