There is a strange hollow void A storm. A darkness. A thrill. I see it, and at times I dare to touch it
I know it seeks to takes hold of me. Deep down I want its excitement, I long for its elevation. And though I fear it, I even desire its blackness
Iām left frozen by its awesome power to plunge into my roots to surround each extending branch to sink its teeth into the core of my being
My heart beats faster and louder when I approach it Fervently knocking on the bones of my chest Rattling in its cage - aroused and alive
My lungs force me to breath deeper My fists clench, my muscles strain My soul is overcome My eyes shut tight as imagination fills every point of space Thought and feeling flowing like a river Pulsing through every vein in my body
Transporting me, Changing me, Moving me.
But then leaving me, More numb, and less than before