By Amina Nazir
And we begin,
like toddlers,
taking their first steps...
pensive,
eager.
To befriend gravity,
learning-
relearning
the ins and outs of friendship.
And we'll run and reel,
step and stumble,
fall and flounder.
for the ground
unwavering and loyal
will catch you.
……..And so we begin again,
like toddlers,
entering foreign lands...
with reliable footing.
To love the dirt,
face hard
against that rich,
callous terrain.
To love the air,
as it beats
as it rushes
as it caresses
as it ceases.
By Amina Nazir
this is such a hopeful poem...wow
this is such a lovely poem!
Sweet.❤️
Lovely 🌹 😍