Untethered Me

ByRick Ellsmore

Laying quietly

The yoga mat

Hugging my body

Melding into

The earth

Beneath my skin

Breathing at

A minimum

Fully in

The moment

This moment

The serenity

Of this

Sacred place

The voice

Of one

Lovely and skilled

An image

Little Ricky

Slowly moving in

No longer

A fog

Bringing pain

With it

Welcoming him

Embracing him

Allowing his presence

To envelope me

His laugh

To freely ring

Echoing within

I’m him

Running as

Little Ricky

Breaking free

From a

Mother’s clutch

Strong and cold

Touching the

Alaskan dirt

Rubbing it’s

Grittiness onto

Glowing skin

Laughing eyes

Dancing within

A vibrant blue sky

I am

I am Rick

I am Rick Love

I am Rick Love Ellsmore

I am Rick, Ricky, Love Ellsmore

I am bold

I am free

I am

What I’ve always

Dreamed of being

Untethered

ME

Free to live

Free to roam

Free to fly

Rick Love Ellsmore

10.5.20

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