Poem: Next Step

Next Step

I imagine myself standing firm
In this place.
My feet heavy,
Solid on the ground
Beneath me

I imagine the weight
Of my legs
As I lift it upward.
The dread of the weight
Keeps me
Here

I imagine my heart
Beating faster
Excitement and anxiety
Promise of good things
If I just
Move

I imagine myself
Stepping forward.
The freedom felt
The weight lifted

My body feels light
Almost like
It is not my
Own

I imagine
I stay
I go
Imagine

The sound of my
step
Echoes in my
Soul

Not much has changed
Yet everything has changed
At the same
Time

Now I imagine myself
Sanding firm
In this
Place

All that I am
Longs for the
Next stop
On the journey