Winter Fallow

Cold as cold can be
This winter left me free
To be my own person

What joy it is
To birth the Self
And to love your new baby

The cherubic delight
That your are
In plain sight

That you hadn't seen before
In forty years or more
But now you know

Now you see
Who you can be
When you've given up

On the self-sabotage
That once looked
A lot like living

                                                                                                                    ~  Sonali