She is calling me.

Beckoning me to come.

Positioned permanent long enough.

Feet stedfast far too long.

Muffled.

Shelved.

Silenced.

Just wait my love.

Your time shall come.

But now she wails.

Like a ghost howling in the night.

Rattling the doors and shutters of my insides.

Unsettling all that lies around.

Disrupting the facade.

It is time.

Awaken your heart.

Be still no longer.

Hopes electric color exploding through my icy veins.

Excitement and fear in an exhilarating ride of teeter totter.

It is time.

Seek the adventure your soul was born for.

Wander free my gypsy soul.