one day you realized they were gone
leaving you spent
sitting on the floor
But they were not to be found.
The old dresser
you had pushed to block the doors – to keep you safe –
kept them outside.
you have kept filling and stacking on top of that old, worn dresser
ensure they can’t get back in.
Sitting on the floor
Your flame is barely flickering.
It’s hard to breathe.
Not enough oxygen to fuel your fire.
Open the window.
Stick your head out and feel the cool night air.
Here purpose and meaning are dancing – waiting for you to join them.
Let your fire dance in the sky with the stars.
-alie, dancer in the sky