A Weight Lifted She hurries in and out of hallways,
Dodging people, books, doors, everything.
In her hands is a pile of textbooks
And on her shoulders she carries the load of learning
Her back is hunched over, her brow furrowed.
Is she a girl or a harried middle-aged woman?
Still, she rushes around in panic.
Everything she carried falls away from her
And she is left
Alone on the cement
Looking up at an open blue and white sky,
A call to something bigger.