the unabridged reader

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been running.
I have wanted to escape, but I had no idea where to.

As the months passed by, I reconnected with my childhood fantasies; and slowly, slowly, I felt myself finally dream again.

The dream started taking form; it was no longer wisps of half-formed yearnings and blurry forms.

Tonight, I felt my soul alight with a spark and my eyes brighten with endless possibilities. If there is a North Star, then my path will open up, and my feet will know where to lead me.

I feel like an eagle, whose broken wings healed anew, whose vision reaches a ways away.

Give me leaves, give me wheels,
Give me stories, made-up and real.
I’ll move with the clouds,
I’ll move with the waves.
To move thy hearts, just you wait.

-the unabridged reader-