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, July 7, 2009

Sweet dreams

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After a lively flight across a star-lit night
I settled quietly
a landing so light upon a ridge
My breath and heart were quickened
eyes and mind so clear
as I watched myself below

My painful death
a grave so tender
seeds strewn about
watered with wisdom's pain
germinated by hope
fed by the light

Up shot a glorious shoot
slicing through the ground
uninhibited growth
unfurling leaves
unabashed beauty
bold on the horizon

Peaceful slumber, sweetest dreams, this morning I woke beneath a magnificent tree

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