One Day

One day you will find the thing

You are meant to love

And it will whittle you down

Make you lean of excess

One day the tattered baggage

You’ve been carrying from place to place

Will get set down on the side of the road

With hardly a thought

One day you’ll decide you’ve had enough

Of the shackles chaffing your ankles

And you’ll walk out of them

The ties that once bound so tightly suddenly slack

One day you’ll be nothing but sinew and bone and burning passion

All claws and wails and sweetness and strength

A wild thing

A thing that’s found its home

Brandi Reynolds is part dirtbag trail runner, part poet, part environmental advocate and entirely addicted to Dr. Pepper. You can find her on the web or on Instagram.

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