Free

open the Wind,
clear the Sky,
start the countdown:
one...
two...
three...
GO.
going
gone!
she's up.
she's off.
finally flying free.
tasting the Tangy
Gold
of the
Sun.
Savoring the Sweet
Silver
of the
Moon.
kissing dreams,
and surrendering them
one
by
one
until she's finally
light
enough
to break away.
no longer earth-bound.
the beat of her heart
driving
the melody.
floating around,
ahead and behind her,
clinging like fairy dust
to her eyelashes
and hair,
stars in her eyes,
peace in her heart.
no strings.
independent.
Finally
Free.