Floating On Air and Not Looking Down
i have seen it many a time on tv
i have dreamed it many a night in deep slumber
i have kissed the feeling in many a daydream until my drool tasted salty
now here i am....right here and living the dreams
the water is as blue as i remember it fourteen years ago when i was last here
the feeling is as effervescent as well as just as peaceful free
i exhale heavily....feeling a bit weary after all i have been through to get back here
God made me pay many prices
God also answered many a prayer
this blessing though....the surreality is so damn refreshing....
i am migrating rhythmically and gravitating towards benevolently obsessed
i laugh at myself when the kid in me flops my hands in the air while doing a crazy dance
moments like this is my real reason for living
in another life i have been working to live
however in the right here and right now, i am living to just....feel....free....
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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