Lifted.

Sorrow's anchor cannot hold me,
Chain broken,
Links shattered by love's delight.
I rise,
Kick upwards through despair's dark waters.
Glimmers racing down to meet me,
Lighting my path,
Warming me.

Breaking the surface,
Spitting a mouthful of heartache,
Bobbing,
Floating,
Breathing again.
Pausing,
Riding the crest of elation's wave,
Strength gathering,
Resting.
A leap and I am clear,
Flying,
Soaring,
Lifted.

 

Love can pick you up and set you high in the sky.