some stolen words on freedom*

faith flies
gentle, free, and loose,

through winds of expectation, hope, and
that which yet seeks to be known.

and,
in
this
fantastic
free
fall
we lose
our grip
upon the stars,
and clouds, 
and dreams,
and ourselves....

to all to which we once held
so tight.


who knew feeling free was so fucking scary?







*A version of these words was previously scribed in a direct message to an incandescent soul that truly knows freedom....but I have, without permission, pilfered those words to share with you because, perhaps you burn just as bright.

soulitude

floating,
through epiphanous slumber;
plagued with wizened hopes,
the wanderer seeks
the lingering promise of
a dream deferred.




trudging
deep under bowered wood,
missed
by mystery,and
dissed
by destiny,
he sets forth again,
on a journey
not yet begun.



Fate,
faithfully fickle,
but often true,
yearns,
to once more warm her long fingers
against the
glowing embers
of his hearth.



"Harken
to the song
rising
from within:
a chorus
of miracles
calls.



will you
submit
to the
deepest wonders
of your soul?"





a million miracles

whispers in the wind
brushing free
yesterday's need,
and
the
chit-
chatter
gossip of birdsong
ring this
moment
with chaotic calm.
As is Her way.

humbled,
awestruck,
and empowered,
i kneel
and give thanks
for the beauty.


a mere spark,
of an itinerant flame,
seeking secrets
that loom within.


let me sing and
let me dance.
let me share the joy
of you,
with you.



this boundless love is yours,
mother,
so let us
dance,
as children do.

Asante Sana (digging on you)

your eyes
brimming with cool
ancient fire,
send sparks
of joy
racing
beneath my skin.


but,
the jolt of your wonder
rocks me
deep.


a future wild,
unpredictable
and free, filled
with mischief
and surprise,
awaits us.



only if

if you felt
the thrill of destiny
the way I do,


you too
would fly.


but,
if you could feel
what I feel,
maybe i wouldn't
share how
happy it feels
to be so sweet on you
(nah, I would).



so i soar, high
on this splendiferous bliss,
reminded of the magic
and the beauty
released
with every silly giggle
that set our souls awiggle,
and
each tender kiss,
shared twixt trembling lips.

and i thank you
for briefly glimpsing infinity
with me.