you began your life
unencumbered
breaking into the world
naked and needy
fully dependent
as you grew
you developed a curious mix
of freedom and dependence
you welcomed
creativity and exploration
emotions too
young children express
feelings unmasked
eventually
someone gave you a suitcase
you radiated excitement
because you felt
grown up
they told you
there was plenty of space
to put your anger
your shame
your curiosity
your creativity
so you began packing
as you grew
you kept your case with you
filling it with
dashed hopes
and relational wounds
year by year
your suitcase grew so heavy
that a child could no more move it
than she could lift a boulder
but over time you adapted
because that is what grown ups do
perhaps you will be one of the lucky few
who finally recognizes
that your suitcase
was not an invitation
to greater freedom
but a millstone
shackling you
toss it into the ocean
and step once again
into yourself