The ties that bind have released,
and a piece of your past floats
mindlessly, aimlessly into
the atmosphere. Your decisions
are a snap and as vacuous
as the stratosphere of late,
but the great thing about it,
is once you set things free
you are able to start fresh.
Step free of the mess you had
a hand in and begin again.
The first step is admitting
you were a part of the problem.
Your umbilical has been cut;
you are Major Tom, a satellite on this
star-filled night. Freedom is just
another word for not giving a flying starship!
No anchor will secure you once the tether
has been snipped. Release your grip and drift.
No matter what you decide, consider yourself
© Walter J. Wojtanik