Breathe

I run towards the roar of the ocean, 

Without fear and into the unknown.
The shells slice my feet while
The cool waves bring me to release. 

I throw my head back at the moon.
A creature of the night, I might be 
the threat you were warned about. 
Or I could be the ghost in your dreams. 

I fly with the grace of the wind,
under my wings it lifts me higher
into ecstasy, around pain, and
through the ashes and dust. 

I dance to a thunderous drumbeat, 
I am a daughter of storms,
sometimes tears leading to clarity
and sparks leading to rejuvenation.

I am wild and free and alive.