Set Free

You make me feel like
I'm six again.

and while I've run ahead
of Mom--that moment before
she reaches the car--
I see this looming hill,
and instead of scaring me,
it excites me, 'cuz I can roll
down it.

And Oh! The freedom
As I lie down on the edge,
tuck my arms and legs in,
and giggle fiercely as
my hair whips around me,
in my face
in my eyes
in my mouth
In circles as I tumble
Down, down, down breathlessly
enthralled by the process
of living.

Turning, tumbling, swirling
rushing from one view
to next--green pokey grass,
flash of blue sky, spark of
sunlight, turn down, puffy
clouds--

You make me feel like
that--all the rush and
exhiliration and daring.

All of it.