A Goldfinch

A Goldfinch

by Elizabeth Challinor

When you realize you've been fighting giants all your life

Your chest, heaving and rolling

Don Quijote's windmills

Blowing hot air through your brain

Pull back on the reins of your dramatic imagination

Watch horses graze

A goldfinch perch on the generous branch of a tree

You finally see

Everything and nothing matters

And the ocean crashes on the shores of your soul

Elizabeth Challinor