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Click herewhat is this?
I can’t quite name it
but I’m climbing this ladder
up into the sky
climbing without a net
always
I know
there is always risk
is there such a thing
as getting there
in the end?
I have a trajectory
that arcs
beyond the brackets
of my life
I make no claims
to knowing where
I am headed
or if I am headed
anywhere
at all
what can I believe?
only in momentum
only in flux
that I will flow
as waves
for as long as I exist
heart in the instant
body in the sky
mind never-minding
all of me
blooming and fading
like storm clouds
or misty vapors
on bright blue days
Is this freedom, what the birds feel? Claming the skies, chasing the clouds, watching the ants of every size, earthbound.
I loved the emotion of floating your words brought. The feeling of limitless space, left and complemented by up and down.
This freedom from chains, gravity a faint memory and the updrafts granting you another moment of clarity looking down in the big picture of life.
Thanks for letting thoughts fly.