I was a blank spirit

Depleted and forsaken

Walking over tiny twigs

Snap snap snap crack

Cotton hung from the sky

Like little gauzy curtains

Billowing in front of me

And the breeze was a ghost

Stripping flowers from trees

These things I noticed

Somehow I knew

These things would save me

But still I walked

Without passion or purpose

Until one day the sun rose

And a beautiful bird

Began to sing his song

His voice filled my heart

It told me to gather the twigs

The cotton and the flowers

And he taught me

To build a nest

I could finally rest in

To finally feel safe in

To feel loved in

NOTE:

I built a world once. Brick by brick. Moment by moment. So many tears meticulously working toward my future.

Then it took 7 days and 7 nights…7 years to pull it all down. And I was broken. And tired. And done.

And you can say what you want about how we have to save ourselves. That nobody has the power to save us. But I was saved. We were saved.

He gave me space in his heart. He let me build a nest there. I feel safe there. And once again I’ve learned to fly.