When I was growing wings
When i was growing wings,
I got cast to meet beautiful creatures
A rare opportunity i thought I didn’t deserve and therefore should honour with presence.
When i was growing wings,
Regular important calls to go help lives rang heavily on my heart door bells.
When i was growing wings
My mind told me it was my day to firefight and pointed me to a destroying fire to fight.
When i was growing wings,
I got initiated into the elder’s tribe and the Young came to ask for advice
When i was growing wings
The regular, the important asked about me.
When i was growing wings ,
Importance and urgent held hands seeking for my divine powers of a fixer.
When i was growing my wings
Coel’s words kept me in the process:
“Do not be afraid to disappear, from it, from us, for a while, and see what comes to you in the silence.”Michaela Coel.
When i was growing wings
There were words ,
memorable words i could ve said,
Portions i could’ve concocted,
Poison i could’ve transformed into Remedies.
I leaned in in the silent noise of what looked like invisibility.
When i was growing wings
I paid attention to the other real world we live in. The alternate one , the inner , the outer, i ran , i walked , fell asleep on the Canal, i lived, i served , i received with an open heart, i believed , i created .
There is a life outside of the one that can easily be broken when a stranger far away decides your end , when they re being haunted by their own demons.
There is a life waiting for you to notice
There are flowers carefully choosing their OOTD , hoping for your like.
There is a timeline of artisans, makers whose creation you will marvel to
There are spaces waiting for you to share your stories.
There, beautiful souls will follow you to tell you how they liked the poems , stories you shared. When you start sharing , get yourself a witness to celebrate and comment .