Weightless

 

  I dream of being a wild woman.

A being who can be carried as free,

 as a whisp of cotton

lifted into the air, floating,

 and spinning, dipping, then gliding to rest.

I dream of no burdens, no concerns, no boundaries, no anchors, no roots.

I dream of wings that never tire, a melody that is always sweet, effervescent laughter and constant

butterflies in my stomach. 

I dream of wind in my hair, rain on my temples and orchids at my fingertips. 

I dream of freedom; to smile, curse, yell and be silent.

I dream of writing with pain, speaking without conviction and letting myself go

Into, Out of- between these long moments of uncertainty.

I dream of courage when the tears are unstoppable and when they won't come at all.

I dream of being full even in hunger.

I dream of hope.

 I dream of love. 

I dream you

And I dream me untamed.