A New Beginning

I don’t see a fault

but merely a life lived and loved.

Step free of the shadows’ ill-fitting shroud

and bathe your glorious scars in the morning light;

a spirit this pure shines brighter than any imperfection.

You’ve waited long enough for this day to come to pass;

the day the fledgling spreads its wings and flies,

worry abandoned like out-grown feathers.

This cage was born of your own doubt,

for I don’t see a fault.

It’s time to begin again.