Learning How To Walk Again

Returned...no home and shaken by the past Awaken lonely and reduced to quick sand I try to stand up facing Fate once more Indifferent audience then... Now? a silent, curious watch... I feel my arms again against a stronger will to grab the dream and get up off this wheel chair that blocked my Soul and stole my years away and turned a dream of roots into a no-man's-land I'm seeing so much BEAUTY I can even fly I don't need legs or stretchers to peek and see it - the Above In closing eyes the liquid turns to ground I walk on Happiness as crowds will only pray..