Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Without god

You think I'm wrong?

Can a whale comprehend fire?

Does the bird know how it feels to swim?

How can a star ever know darkness?

How can you know the magic in my heart? The song of my soul? The pinnacles of my joy or the the heat of my desires?

Teach me-I'm listening
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