Wings of Fire

Wings of fire
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn away what isn’t me

Walk through life
Let it burn

Walls ignite
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn away

Reality falls
Let it burn

That cage is gone
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn away what isn’t me
-Elena Nola, August 2021

Sonnet for an unnameable emotion

Far easier to say what it is not! 
It is not fear, nor apprehension bleak;
Anxiety is likewise term unsought;
Too negative those words all sound to speak.
Pain fills the gap between what is and what
Is wanted. I am open, free of need,
Held unattached to any outcome but
Still hopeful for the sprouting of the seed.
If staring at the edge of the unknown
Is standing on a cliff debating depth,
Uncertainty of fate I hold alone
As company to take that plunging step.
I feel as though I'm screaming without breath,
Embracing change as life, and stasis, death.
-Elena Nola