transcended to air

   Lotsa randomly in my life of late ~
Altering currents, creating new shape.
Ups and downs bouncing me around ~
All of which I augmented with intention and sound.
This choice was for, no more life of ease ~
Spin the wheel, lack of substance seize.
Conspired with the universe, I'm back in the fray ~
Wearing the work robes, chaffing the hay.
My tools are word-smithing, shaping and such ~
Delivering ideas, concepts of as much.
Open imagination and third eye sight ~
Creating clarity, from darkness to bright.
Jumping backwards for mistakes to correct ~
Pin-point the frailties, failed me, intersect. 
Straighten 'um out while releasing the gloom ~
Ascend with energy, reweave with fresh loom.
In transcendence and revival of scope ~
A higher dimension for, any to elope.
Freedom minus fear, now heart to share ~
What once was a rock, now fragrant air.

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