The Journey


Wind whipping face and 

Sharp stones attacking hands

Feet slipping on loose rock

And then to let go

And soar in gratefulness

Freedom and joy.

To scramble up unheeded

To dance through the clouds

Of your mind

Accepting, reframing, learning

And loving.

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