it seems like only yesterday I was picking my bike back up after I wiped out. because I just had to try the jump....I gently trace my fingers over the scar I still feel on my elbow.
a time when all of us would drag our sleds up the hill...to get to our personalized trails. one i'll never forget...it had a fork in it...and i had a sad long red sled...no steering........none. you know how they show cartoon characters? both arms & legs shot forward effectively rapping the character around the tree. well...that was me.
i think of other days, when the ground was hot lava. & we never dare touch the ground. for fear of the lava monster. because of course...this meant YOU became one if they got to you. your only hope was to get off the ground before they got to you. never fun when you were 'it' to stay on the ground right away.
laying in the grass, staring up at the sky...making shapes reveal themselves as i stared. crawling onto the sun warmed sidewalk. warming up after the chill of the pool water sinks in. perfectly sunkissed. bliss.
the wonderous lands i discovered behind the 'great rock' - a magical place. where escape could be found out the back corner of the fence. then the kingdom was mine for exploring. all of the rolling, tumbling lands before my feet. freedom.
building fortresses impenetrable by any of the wretched young brothers gang....but i had pledge to my lady & defend her i must.
petting a unicorn along the banks of a river. mossy soft grass under our feet. a soft whinny and nuzzles at my fingertips. waking me up to reality. this time restored. gratitude.
able to take on all of it. because the magic is in where i can take myself in order to forever banish it away. out of my kingdom. i am....
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