Dream

I dream of being a bird.

The wind under my feathers

and the never coming down

unless I want to.

I dream of a flapping takeoff.

Buoyed by the hurricane

screaming and ripping into

every corner of my mind.

I dream of peace as I glide

between sea and sky. Of

curiosity slowly soothed as

I fly over countries and crevices.

I dream of fluttering back

through my open bedroom

window.

Of bird, becoming woman

and a quiet mind.

Published 19th of September 2023