Crossroads.

Standing before the haze
beckoned by the lull
of a path familiar
an alkaline warmth
of regrets relinquished
of a naivete stripped
of moments dimmed
to budding flames
and conquered fears.
Swathed by memories,
to familiar grounds
she longs to return.

Standing before a precipice
caressed by a breeze
laced with mist
its etheric kiss
a betrayal to the
trepidation within-
a reminder of
today’s treasures
tomorrow’s storms
and eternity’s promise.
Shed of leaden sheath,
she lifts her wings
and departs.

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