Intentions ( A Poem)

boxes

 

 

They look at me

Pondering

What my next move will be

Placed in a box

That I no longer want to reside

Put my fears aside

Let love abide

Beginning to stretch

Growing in a vertical direction

Expansion

Of mind

Body

Soul

Spirit-filled

In a carnally minded atmosphere

They do not understand

Fathom

Conceive

That I have outgrown

Their intentions for me

soar

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