Stinging Cold Air out
Warmth of Flame in
Nectar of Spirit
Flowing in
Negativity
Flowing out
Sensual
Soft and Warm
My body is my own
Strength Building
Senses Ebb and Flow
Floating in Between
Light and Dark
On a Bridge across the River of Hope
Leaving on the Wings of Melodies Blue
Voices Wailing Laments of Love
Crossing over to Newness
and Discovery.
Afraid of the Unknown
with It's promises of Enlightenment
Comfortable in My Distractions
with Their Assured Misguidings
So Fluid
So Murky, this Life.
In all It's Beauty and Love,
My muscles Swell with Encouraged Strength
And Long Under-Use Atrophy
I Climb and Move Upward
to the Mount above
To Glimpse the Wonder of the Sea Below me
One last Look
Before I fly .....
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