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Who am I?

Free I am.

A parachute of liberation.

Eyes closed

Arms wide open

Shaky steps

I take my thumping heart with me

Into a destination of surprise.

What wings can I grow

If I succumb to the sincerity of stability?

What am I?

A wanderer I am.

With an endless appetite.

Path to path, I saunter,

Craving for the full in wonder.

On a hungry expedition

An explorer,

Keen to take every bite out of chance.

What cleverness will my eyes consume

If they are seduced by the slyness of starvation?

When am I?

Right.

For choosing

The roads I take.

I stare straight into the pupils of fear.

No blink of hesitation

Scares away my plight.

The victory that stands for my name

Gives me courage to carry on.

To walk with caution

Across the thin lines of obscurity.

What lessons of limitlessness will my mind digest

If I linger on the lack of living?

© Nicoletta

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…