Wind, unbound and curled in a fierce smile

            So clearly I hold open my hands.
My mind expands into the cooling wind.
Upturned is my face as I pray, begging for
the warmth of my Father's kiss. Oh dearness
of joy spreads deep in my spirit as the
comforting arms of Jehovah press me into
a calming breath.

           Here I stand, as I curl my fingers upon
the iron rail. The smile of glittering tears caress
the pale formed high cheekbones. So gently the
memories of yeasteryear step into play. Oh I
lean back recalling how small I am in such a
wide world.

           Echoing breeze finds a kind pull to
entice the flutter of yellowish red lines to unwind.
Drifting upwards are the startling purplish
midnights. Such a fierce bond of refreshing
love.

             Exploring the boundaries of contained
words. I smile. Turning the rosy paleness to soft
petals of creamed pearls. Oh so decadent is
one tiny laugh.

             Here, where my spirit is free. I open
my voice and soar. Dispensing all worry,
all anxiety into the cautious air. Not at all
restrained when the knowledge expands,
reaching the depth of rooted foundations
of family.