Fearless
Fearless i go running in the night
barefoot on rich damp soil
stretching out my arms
in a cool wild flight
trees, they whisper in my ear
dark wind on cold bare flesh, i’m running
hot face, heart pounds
i feel the pull of a thousand years
and the way things used to be
and then, i hear the call
you are here
the time is now
and, all is meant to be
the time is now
you are here
all things are as they are
flight faster than thought on this light moon night
as i slip between the bars
i breathe the finest breath
*****sapiens erect
moving, sentiently and silently
through the stars
you are here
all things are meant to be
the time is now
and all things are as they are
and you are here
all things are all things
and, all is meant to be
(c) s.watts
Copyright © Steve Watts | Year Posted 2008
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