My ‘Mother’ Always Stopped Me From Flying

She always held my legs so tight, each time I tried to fly…

Now that my legs are free, even the sky can’t hold me down…

There is a world of discovery which leads to joy and fulfilment.

I had been nurtured to love and give love in the most painful way.

It was a cold and broken Hallelujah

Yes there was a void needed to be filled by only the King.

He brought the utmost dance of the pride of life.

I used to live alone before I met him

Today I can only fly to touch the skies, after all, I was told was lies.

And that single truth from the King has made me that Mary-Tamar

Jean Gasho