walking into the sun

Curled tightly in the dark
familiar, it would be easy to stay and sleep
dormant

passion and hunger grows
curiosity and hope whisper, "more. move."

the warmth and comfort of known beckons complacency
tipping into the vastness of unknown a dream to only tell

no promise
no promise
no promise

secure in the hard core
yet unsettled
aching for the stretch

posturing now for unfurling
each inching steeped in courage
fear remains but loses to exuberance in the reaching past

unbounded
feeling pure space
light appears and dark gets darker
but the beginning is done
and the thirst grows powerful

alone
no promise
alone

there are no limits
there is no blocking
only the dark space
that is now left behind

destined for the sun
armed with a taste for it
the dream is more than sleep
the unknown is here and now
letting go of shells and nets and bars

space is mine
energy, life flows into all that never was
but now
is

simply
by
touching
what was always
there