Where are you?

I went searching for you. Chin forward head held high. I knew it was a fruitless mission, yet I could not stop myself. Every part of my being wanted to find you.

Under rocks and up trees, I wandered until my feet bled. Across streams and through thorn patches. Not with desperation, but with determination. I called for you until my voice cracked and then faded to nothing. Still I pushed on, calling you with my heart song.

Where are you?

There was a time when you were here. I know this, I feel this truth pumping through my spirit. Snaking memories catch glimpses of weathered forever. Like a blink, they are gone. Was it a dream of another life, or was it something real. When I can't remember, I choose to believe it was real. I am searching for you.

Where are you?

 

On my knees for I am weary, I continue to climb this mountain. I try to think of a reason to stop and find none. So on I go, searching the stars and all the sky that surrounds them. The moon crescents while I stare. I am gouged by earth and beaten by weather. Time has her way with me, and hunger clouds my mind. Have I found you yet?

Where are you?

At the peak of this cliff, so much jagged rock to look down upon. I can't tell if there is water below, for I have come so very far. The wind howls around me. I find I am battered, bruised and scabbed. My clothes lie in rags around my dwindling figure. I have battled long to get where I stand.

Where are you?

From a distance, I hear my name being called. I try to focus my aching eyes. Could it be I have finally found what I have searched for?

Unsure, I take a tiny step forward. Muscles screaming, knees folding.

Another step, and then another. Pushing my weathered body just that little further. I am sure this has all been worthwhile.

Where are you?

As I slip and fall off the cliff, I sigh.

I have found something. Sweet release. Like tendrils of smoke caught by the sun, my burdens fall away as I plummet face up, head down. I spread my arms wide, feeling the edges of my sufferage disappear. A new feeling spreads itself  over me, pushing it's way from my soul out. I radiate joy and peace, and it flows around me and swirls from the top of my crown to the soles of my feet.

I let you go.
I am not searching for you any more.
Instead, I am flying.