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 things are as they are
the time is now
and you are here
all things are all things
and, all is meant to be
flight faster than thought in this light moon night
as i slip between the bars
and i breathe the finest breath
homosapiens erect
moving, silently through the stars
you are here
all things are meant to be
the time is now
and all things are as they are
Copyright © Steve Watts | Year Posted 2007
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