See a Wish Bring me the sail of your breath carry it to me and put it in here. I need the rumble of music the first drop of rain your morning words. Bring me the edge of a wing the back of a cloud the top of a flake. I need the sigh of a snail the tremble of a fly the drift of sand. Bring me the sway of leaves the pain of a splinter the strength of a wave. I need the call of an owl the end of a tunnel the jewel of water. Bring me a silky tear a lucky thought a puff of smoke. Bring me rays bring me storms bring me hush. Carry them to me and put them in here, I can make anything happen. All Around Here I rest wondering where to find the strength I need, will it ever reach this broken soul? The gift of waking knows where it moves weaving into sleeping minds, but how to hold? The arm of wind makes the earth shudder no fleeing leaf can halt its flight, can I take that? The sun delivers every morning painting with its fine hand, could I reel that in? These eyes know it lives all around shouting its name with a jubilant cry. To be Free I don’t know how it happens I wake and I’m here, balancing on air, my invite to leave. If I hold this, I’m free shove hurt from inside, leave it to fester alone. Feeling the rush, I’m taken a door marking the way, to a world where no one suffers, I’m soaring over trees racing through towns and I won’t ever stop. I don’t know how it happens but I’ll gladly go, be free from the dark of day, run with life as it carries me always sail strong, today will be kind.
Julie Stevens writes poems reflecting the impact MS has on her life, as well as other topics close to her heart. Her poems have recently been published in Dodging the Rain, The Honest Ulsterman, Nymphs, Impspired and The Lothlorien Poetry Journal. Her debut chapbook, Quicksand, was published by Dreich in September 2020. Website: www.jumpingjulespoetry.com, Twitter @julesjumping