Exhale

Fields of Gladiolas
march in unison
to the flowing winds
above me,

breezes vacuum
the inner breath
I exhale,

whisking me away
along the wings of
a cardinal,

red feather
carpet of
royalty
allows me
to enter
the palace
of my
forgotten
home...

"I am near"
said the owl
with a staggering
expression,
blanketed
wings
drench
my spirit
in warmth.

No longer
am I the caged
one-

I soar in the night
with my beloved
Mother Nature....