I stand upon a mountain-top
my face raised to the sun
skirts billowing
It took so long to get here
to this pinnacle
… a plane of freedom
… a place of comfort
No more will I cower
self-doubts extinguishing confidence
No more will I conceal my true self
authenticity eradicating falsity
The hands on the clock face have moved
and my time is now.
© http://www.mypastmademe.com 2017
good words!
Thank you 😊