Rediscovered Wings

Imagine what it would take

for a dragon to rediscover her wings?

You would have to ask

what made her forget

she had wings in the first place.

How could she have left behind

the feel of her muscles working

in defiance of logic and physics?

To remember her wings

is to feel all the things

associated with flight—

the whistle of the air as she glided past

the feeling of rising

above the clouds

to let sunlight dance over scales.

If she could forget all that

how hard would it be to remember?

Would the fear of confronting the shame
of forgetting keep her from acknowledging them?

Or would the joy

of being whole again

leave shame and regret on the ground

while the dragon soared higher

on her rediscovered wings?

Photo by Ryan Moulton on Unsplash

Song Choice: I Won't by Little Mix

This poem was created for the Weekly Scribblings prompt at Poets and Storytellers Unites, Re-verse.