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.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

A controlled burn

...if we keep running from it
It will never be with us

...if we keep hiding from it
We will not see what we are
or what we may become

...if we turn away from this
We will not be ready
nor more learned
Let us be unraveled a little,
to tie It all up again
should we foolishly name it

...or we can walk gracefully
through It
...or sit by the seaside letting
it wash over us
and be one with what we've
come to know:this ache
which scratches and bleeds us
until we cry out in pain

...be with It
your pain is your guide, blood and salve
washing you clean
...forgive it
you are your own jailor
...for now you know pain and
what you have done to others

Your purgatory has been ravaged by the fires of this hell

...be with It and set yourself free



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