Up

Like a bedsheet with grandmother’s matrimonial initials embroidered on it,

life tosses me up into the cheeky spring breeze,

then catches me gently,

and finally holds me into the glistening sunshine.

Up here, on life’s clothesline in dizzying heights,

I feel at peace,

alive,

and free.

As the new sprouts tickle my naked toes from below,

I am reminded to leap and land.

Right now, however, I’m flying in the winds of promise, am caught in life’s youthful present.

So,

for now,

I throw my head back and my hands up

in utter joy and gratitude.