#94

At The Beginning

Bit by bit you leave it on the floor,

would anyone recognize you anymore?

Shed one skin to grow the new,

this more likely to be your true.

Foolish notions thought by most,

fraught at the end with warring ghosts.

He understands and gives you space,

to ease your mind, a loving grace.

A bird on wire with wings for flight,

his heart is bound to be your light.

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