Open

Go to the window
Earth’s curve waits for you
under wild skies
 
Run through the door
spin, sway, swing and play
 
Hinge
the circle
spill outside
boundaries fall before your feet
 
Breathe in heaven
swim with stars
 
Reach out
palms up in supplication
arms open

 

Writtien for dVerse Poets Pub, where Victoria asked us to write a Quadrille (44 words, exactly) about some aspect of the word, “open.”