Calling all those I’ve secretly held captive in my bosom of possessiveness. I set you free.
You are welcome to perch on my outstretched hand where freedom to fly reigns.
Flashes, of unpleasant memories of holding too tightly, are but remnants.
Captivity’s chains are now part of the non-essential crew.
I offer opened hands washed of possession’s poison as a gift to you if you desire rest, refuge, and freedom to play.
©2012, Nesi Writes