A kind of freedom
every day new learnings
a fact on my shoulder
a meaning in my kneecap
a flood of sensory skills attacking my nostrils
this body is a facility for instruction intake
this skin a container for enlightenment
I expand
explore the spectrum of my curious aura
ingest the zest of data’s pulsing wisdom
dabble mingle marinate
in the unknown so foreign becomes
freedom & freedom becomes breathing
to honour the classroom of each glorious day
VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 