Waterfalls

I didn't see anything holding me but my feet wouldn't obey any commands. The clues hadn't come yet but fear hadn't set in either. Falling was out of the question! Something to hold on to just in case was none existent.

Plunging is all together different. The freedom of defying the banners people wave constantly over your head and ignoring the hour on the dial pretending wings lie underneath.

A chance to take more than a shallow breath to listen to the water as it falls into the river. Teaching us, calling us, setting us free.

Seeds

Sprouting from underneath the dirt
Breaking through unveiling hidden agendas
Constant flashes of moving words manipulating the soil
Deep roots now entangle like the strings of a puppeteer