
I have two feelings careening through my soul
the feeling of complete and utter joy, filling my
being without rules or requirements and
the feeling of standing at a wall that touches
the sky and knowing the source of that joy
lies impossibly on the other side
I would climb the wall for the rest of my life
just to hold that joy outside of myself,
but the reality of that joy is unknown
I could stand on this side forever and
let it course through me instead,
knowing it's the happiest I've ever been
Maybe the knowledge is enough
Maybe to hold that joy in my hands even for a moment
would be too great a loss,
or maybe it could be everything instead
About the Creator
Erin Brosey
I am a fantasy author and poet living in San Francisco working on completing my first novel. I'm looking forward to sharing short stories and poems here and being part of this community.


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