I see my reflection looking back at me in various windows.
Travelling my journey to new found places within me as well as without.
My expression is non-perplexed. Serene even.
A curious, demure look privately exciting myself,
at the prospect of the next discovery that awaits at my next stop.
A revelation about myself revealed by a place.
Unwrapped before me in the form of challenges and fears faced and conquered.
Gradually I begin to embrace the fear.
I ride anxiety, using it to propel me onwards, upwards and beyond my own barriers I’d previously believed impenetrable.
This is what growing feels like.
This is how life sounds when it’s allowed to breathe: A glorious exhalation, letting out limitations.
I watch them float away from me and know they will never return.
My wings are stretched.
I am poised to fly.