Waiting for the light to wash away the winter, the sun kisses us but doesn't warm. Shadows remind us it's still cold. Birds chirp threads that follow us as we walk, tied to our wrists. We keep walking, waiting for heat to come, expecting it to walk up to us and say hello because we're ready to move on. Time to fly away into a cloudless sky, far from here and the sun can finally grace our limbs.
I hope you enjoyed this short piece! It’s mainly inspired by being ready to move on from this chapter of life and make the most of the new year. I actually want the “cold” (it’s definitely not that cold here in California) to stay, but I am ready for the seasons to change and new opportunities to come to light. Please feel free to leave feedback and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.
Brooke
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