Descent
Descent
Climbing—
the peaks hid-den in angels wings.
My breath—
each inhale bathing my lungs
every exhale
creating pools of sparkling droplets
soaring to the unknown.
Lurching—
the beating in my chest
roaring like a ravenous lion
in search of sustenance.
The crest—
in sight.
I rush to the edge
losing all sense of
balance…
I tumble
I fall
and I am broken.
Lying motionless—
aching.
I open my eyes
rubbing away a
smattering of debris.
My ‘lashes’ rise.
I attempt to focus.
Suddenly—
it is so clear
from ‘down’ here…
My hand washes over my eyes
a second time.
A veil removed—
How was it I was
SEEING everything
from this descent?
I stood
brushing myself off…
The ground held me
for some time and then let-go.
I stepped…
No one would see this moment.
No one might believe it true.
Yet, some-ONE was beside me,
around me and within me.
There was no sound
and this voiceless One
lured me, beckoned me…
FOLLOW
and
so I AM.
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