"Flight"
"here is all i can say"
sleep deprived me
blessed by a repetitive but beautiful image
in my mind’s eye
an upturned, uplifting open palm
it is a fathomless feeling turned living still life
a déjà vu endlessly presenting the
nature of the never ending now
piecing together words here
and there i have tried to pen the
experience with these lines
but it is beyond all of this
the origin of free range
still with sleepy brain
(often a benefit on such quests)
i reach to stretch and stretch to reach
to name this gift
here is all
i can say
hold out your left arm
slightly greater than a 90 degree angle at the bend
forearm up, palm upturned, fingers relaxed into a natural curl pointing up
look to the soft center
feel the energy emanating
imagine it is everything
perfect peace
perfect love
perfect joy
behold
sink into
into awe, alight to rest
this is being beheld
this is where we live
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