A word to my New friends...

welcome to my adventure, stranger

come play with me, or lay with me, or while away a day with me

I’ll lure you in with toothy grins, and wicked gleams,

and blatant disregard

for your disinterest in danger

Let me sew new feathers to those wings they clipped for you

as I reconnect the pieces

that you never knew were gone

my stitch is rough and ready, but the seams are straight and true

for your wings were made to lift you

where your imagination only flew

Your chains of limitation

are a feeble fabrication

Each link a fear made out of love

And bound to you with good intention

By the ones who hold you dear

and hold you back

and hold you here

I refuse to settle for your vision of enough

So hold your tongue, and loose your voice

Release your hold to free your hands

Quit standing your ground, to take those steps

I’m here to guide you, lead you, chide you

For I see the you that you could be

an endless, ever changing, dream of possibility

Abandon your resistance, oh yee that want my time

For if you will not reach to seek, to find

I’ll drag you, kicking, screaming to the mirrored edge of your consent

Demand you flirt with your reflection

Offer shadow genuflection

and dance together on the precipice of maybe

Until you leap to catch your yes