I don’t know the last time I felt so light; as a cloud on a summer day or a sigh from a sleeping baby.
I think there might be daisies or daffodils blooming in my rib cage-
I think the sun may have seeped into my skin and found its way into my bloodstream turning it to rivers of honey-
I think my skin has begun to smell like pine and my breath like frankincense and myrrh-
I think the moon is watching me tonight with her wide mother eyes, wondering how I shine so bright-
I think I may ignite-
I think I may collapse like a star into the dark beauty inside myself and burst forth again in even greater splendor-
It’s almost too much and yet it’s not enough! I could drink of this river until I drown in agonizing bliss.
Heaven! Earth! Seraphim! Desert dunes! Raging seas! Cedar trees! Frozen fjords! Hummingbirds! Are you watching?
I think, I think I am becoming!
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 11:05 PM UTC
I don’t know the last time I felt so light; as a cloud on a summer day or a sigh from a sleeping baby.
I think there might be daisies or daffodils blooming in my rib cage-
I think the sun may have seeped into my skin and found its way into my bloodstream turning it to rivers of honey-
I think my skin has begun to smell like pine and my breath like frankincense and myrrh-
I think the moon is watching me tonight with her wide mother eyes, wondering how I shine so bright-
I think I may ignite-
I think I may collapse like a star into the dark beauty inside myself and burst forth again in even greater splendor-
It’s almost too much and yet it’s not enough! I could drink of this river until I drown in agonizing bliss.
Heaven! Earth! Seraphim! Desert dunes! Raging seas! Cedar trees! Frozen fjords! Hummingbirds! Are you watching?
I think, I think I am becoming!
I’ve had that line “I think I am becoming!” stuck in my head for days. I’m glad it found it’s place.
Today I felt this. Ecstatic bliss. For a moment it overwhelmed me and I had to write it down. I hope I did it justice.
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