A Part of Me
Daylight soaked my face with memories of the human race. I don’t know how I got here but as I watched the sun burst through the clouds, I know that answer will be profound; it is this strange sensation in my stomach that caused my spirit to disrupt and the vast ocean in front continues to ride with the wind and something began to churn from within. Oh, sweet morning filled with delight, come and minister to me and set my spirit free. I watched the clouds drifting over me and the birds gathering around singing a sweet melody and I wrapped my arms around the fear as I grasped the realty that dissolve in the atmosphere. Come and tell me the story of how the eagle ascend into glory and how the sea opens its gut and expels all the ruts.I was here and you were there as we watch the morning conquer its fear and the spirit of hope with good tidings rises from the earth. I could feel something running up and down in my gut but the morning was all that I could bear as the hours drew near and I tried desperately to come out so I leaped over the wall and shout, and a magnificent element lit up the sky and I see hundreds of people walking by in a straight line waving at me and suddenly my spirit was set free.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2025
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