Colors of the wind…

Appear before me as a daily shield.

Wielding my desires around a court.

Why can I never be still?

Pressing away from the betrayal of my heart.

The message I receive, comes to me in a disheveled dream.

Right in front of me.

My freedom is found.

I’m learning to let everything out.

This makes all the pain worth while.

This makes me earn my tears.

I see why people doubt me.

They can’t believe I’m okay without them.

I have earned some joy, after these trying last few years!

The colors of the wind… helped me find the lessons in the years I spoke with mis-guided blessings.

The change in season is near.

And I’m becoming more aware of why I don’t fit in with my peers.

Yet and still -

My future is not set in stone.

It’s quite unknown.

I’m now seeing the colors of the wind that have paved my way.

That have made me stay.

In places where I’ve been awfully afraid.

The colors never change.

And neither does my persistence.

My spirit remains in tact.

Her solid footing keeps me steady.

She never holds me back.

Alas, I’m buoyant on track.

I haven’t given up yet!

Simply put it, I’m here to stay.

No sway.

My lips are raised where my smile has shined through on the days when gloom tried to mock my praise.

I’m counting on because I see life as worth while.

No more cowering down.

Or dropping my crown.

The colors of the wind have helped me keep my head sky high.

Even when I have had to tell ex-loved ones goodbye.