“And I stand

Outstretched arms

Open hands

Toes curled & locked

On the edge of my existence.

My Soul screams Your Name

& I reach

Beyond the Heavens

Beyond the knowing.

They accuse me of drunkenness

Say I will fall-

Until now a flightless bird

They cannot see the wings

You have uncovered.


You say you will not call for me

Born to the cliffs

The instinct to fly is mine.

I can taste Your Sugar on the wind

Every pore longs for Your Sweetness.


With eyes closed

Seeing for the first time

My heart explodes

& I let go of everything

For a mere glimpse of the Winehouse.” -elizabeth weber