Frozen I sat
At the edge
Of a great decision
Unable to move
In any direction
Like a great rocket
On a launch pad
Waiting for fuel
A fledgling swallow
Hungry at the edge
of the nest
Not yet knowing
How to fly
The unknown before me,
dark and obscured
by impenetrable fog
The light is fading
The light is fading
I cannot see the path
You came
A lamp with hazel eyes
Like a moth
I was drawn
To your light
Frozen no more
I flew forward
Driven by desire
For the heat of the flame
And left my old life