When I was five I was the child who captured worms and snakes, because I wanted to move like them. Still to this day I wish to move gracefully and break free of the restrictions that some call bones. I wish to move like the ocean, to caress with more than just my hands, and to feel with more than fingertips; but mostly I long to love with more than my heart. At five I was the lover who wanted to become everything. I longed to thrive outside my worldly limitations.
I was five when I broke my first bone and learned how to be reckless with ambition and understanding. I learned that life can hurt, but it could also heal if given the opportunity. I was 18 when I realized: I am the child who never grew up.
Monday, November 23, 2009
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