From Fire to Flight

I walked through flames with buckets in hand,

Carrying hope across scorched land.

Fighting battles no one could see,

Just to keep the world from burning me.

But I’m tired of armor, tired of weight,

Tired of surviving just to wait.

I want to feel the wind again,

Not just brace for where I’ve been.

Let me rise like a dragonfly,

From water to air, from tears to sky.

I’ve done the fight, I’ve earned the light—

Now I want joy, not just the right.

Let me float, let me be,

Let love find its way back to me.

I’ve held the grief, I’ve held the line,

Built a life from loss and time.

But I miss the spark, the gentle grace,

The look of love on a familiar face.

I’m not asking for rescue,

Just a sign that I’m still seen.

A breeze, a bird, a quiet dream—

To remind me what hope can mean.

Let me rise like a dragonfly,

From water to air, from tears to sky.

I’ve done the fight, I’ve earned the light—

Now I want joy, not just the right.

Let me float, let me be,

Let love find its way back to me.

in the quiet—one that knows your fire, and honors your wings.