Permission to Be

A flash of redbird in the dreary sky,
visual representation of a return to love,
light approaching if you are ready.

Crimson the color of blood coursing,
live-ness,
fire from the soul
of passion,
permission
to move,
to feel,
to be,
just as you are --
red or blue or dull.

In the wind whipping brown leaves holding on,
be the leaf--
tossed but resolute.

Desire dreams,
long night.
Let the red bird land.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2018


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