156. Moving (Myshkin, 2021) · free verse

Alone, Healthy and free, I move through the world With purpose, power and precision. Two years ago I was dormant, Worse than dead, Body overweight, Spirit suffering, Spine buckling with My inability to cope With corporate life. Today I saw three butterflies, All in a row, Brunettes with frosted white tips, On my hike to a hot spring. I have so much energy.