After all that falling
I peer once again into
the ceaseless seeking
of a long lost likeness
etched upon the face
of fear no more
After all that falling
I am supple as the
peeling pavement
like a daisy seeking
space and sun where
there was none before
After all that falling
I stand softly poised
upon the vague impressions
of my footsteps stalling
at the threshold of
a deeper source
~ Adela Rubio
