I will not stand still or hope without cause
Or leave my mind burdened with baggage
Leave it weeping and tired.
Moments of joy skip over my sorrow filled mind
Like rocks on a pond they sink never to resurface
But not today
Today in a sigh of relief I began to breathe, to really breathe.
Tired shoulders hold burdens not even mine
Responsibility heaped upon them high like great mountains and someone else’s
Crimes attached to my spine to mark each step as black and dirty, black and dirty.
But today, the weight of yesterday and the fear of tomorrow slip down the back of my neck like a cold chill
I shiver at the thought of this freedom
At the thought of not wearing regret upon my heart or guilt as shoes
I wonder how I will walk with feet unbound
With burdens that are only mind
With dreams that come true or ones I toss away at my choosing
I wonder how I walk with feet unbound
Austin
Unbound
Tuesday, December 26, 2006-3:58AM EST
That is a great poem.
I too wonder how I would walk with feet unbound.
Austin, this poem is wonderful, so full of hope and inspiration!
It reminds me of what I’ve sometimes referred to as “the best day of my life.” I was six years and two small children into a really bad marriage. The day I felt “unbound” was the day I realized that I was finally in a position to take my little girls and leave, that we could make it on our own. The euphoria I felt that day was probably the most powerful emotion I’ve ever experienced.
Thanks for the reminder. I hope you’re soaring as high today as I was then.
we all would love to watch you as you walk unbound! you sound so joyous and full of self confidence! way to go.
always
keepers and john
Hi Austin,
That is an amazing poem. I would love to share it with my survivors’ support group, with your permission. It speaks volumes!
Paula