standing somewhere different
than the place you stood before
everything is different
from the ceiling to the floor
eyes wide open, seeing things
that weren't there before
miles or inches closer
to opening the door
breathing through the fire and rain
born anew with a burst of pain
knowing that although you wane the
emptiness will yield joy again
trading thoughts you had
for sensations all anew
knowing that the loving mattersmost in what you do
reaching out beyond the dream of
what you thought was real
spinning on this ball of life
head now under heel
then ready to die, to live this life
so raw, alive, on the ledge you are
dancing, hurling, freeing your soul
to finally stretch the edge
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