The muggy air sat with her.
The silent day lay long before her.
And, the space that opened up around her was empty and also full.
It was with tender breaths she began walking towards it.
A new door had swung open and another had disappeared behind.
But certain of a momentum to follow,
she continued to begin again.
And again.
Until endings no longer looked final,
for they were the start of something brand new.
So she let the mugginess and the intoxicating heat remind her,
it was okay to melt and meld into something new.

~ Sarah Norrad