Floating in a bubble, there is a weightlessness ~ A shifting drifting idleness with no beginning or end. Change occurs in a sort of blur, a dry liquid gentle stir ~ It's nice enough, but not off the cuff, cloistered, a soft den. An impending pop, cold or hot, release me from this ease ~ Positive direction, an intersection, a jolting, surprising tease. Challenge me, catch fire or freeze, get me off my knees ~ Save me, brave me, shake it up, slay me from this rut. Idling engine, new intention, blast me through the wall ~ Valkyries, higher me, save me before I stall. Gotta find a fresh new start. Something wild, full of heart. Lift the curtain, expose fresh stage ~ Ominous opportunity, somewhere to rage. Too much comfort, too much rest, seeking adventure, stimulating test ~ Be inspired, high wired, have gratitude, be the best.
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AuthorKeala Brent |