Moving On

I never knew my unhappiness.
It felt like a stiff neck.
Replaying old tapes
Showed me just
How far I’d fallen.

Hearing myself on loop
Writing the same things
Truly seeing, for the first time
With newborn’s eyes
That I was stuck
And am now free

Wow.

Birds are singing
Spring is here
Buoyantly bouncing
And giving chase to new ideas
I am a Phoenix
Risen from my old ashes
And I’m taking flight
Majestically.