In To the White
Upstroke of wing
Rising draught of air
Pushing me higher
In to white clouds,
tinged with gold
Such a fluid state of mind
Through the clouds,
my wings dissolved in to the white
There is no such thing,
as time here
Only me
The effort to get here,
is nothing at all
For, now I am....
Pure energy
A fluid state of mind and body...
A happening...
Dissolved wings,
in to the white
Bright clouds roll by,
there is no up,
there is no down
Only here
Only.....I
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007
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