after vacation

The truth as I see it

Supports a new voice,

One that is real and powerful and aware,

Closing the void.

My grown-up feet are walking on the beach.

I feel the release of others' expectations.

Once my little toes felt the same way:

Toes, free to wish, to be themselves, wriggling with joy.

Soft downy cotton clouds of rosy pink and azure blue

Evoke gentleness in counterpoint to the rigid, deep blue horizon.

How do I express my duality?

Is it an injurious contradiction?

How do I mesh the two?

Finally, the waterfall releases the energy

In this symphony I've been building

To bring grace and balance to the deep pool beneath,

Diamonds and pearls swirling to the music,

A taste of the forest from which it sprang.