I – this word
provides a
complicated kindness
each thought
beginning
ending
here
untouched
watching
waiting
one foot forward
as though to move
but holding the doorframe
with white knuckles

I, give way
to the fresh breeze
undo the grip
open heart
renewed
not only that
let the faces
turned toward the sun
soak in these
warm and caring rays

lay down I
or just drop wherever
you may fall
because now
it is just time
to let go

~

02.06.06
Leigh-Anne Tyson