Rose

Wall after wall after wall.

It’s time to take a break.

Thickness, concrete, cement.

I’ve been closed for so long.

Shadows, darkness, hiding.

I don’t even remember what the sun feels like.

Safety, enclosed, tightly.

I miss the sun. I miss the air.

Cracked, chipped, scraped.

I think it’s time for a change.

Snap, crack, pop.

Maybe if I just try it.

Crumble, rubble, dust.

Reach a bit more, open it wide.

Blinding, bright, warmth.

I feel it.

Grow, glisten, breathe.

I am myself again.

Open, open, open.

It’s so good to be back.