Thursday, June 25, 2009

(Untitled)

I'm walking on sunshine
claiming, as
I go along, my
little piece of heaven.
Divine providence,
sweet laughter of the gods
is my yellow brick road
where all movement
becomes dance.
Light feet follow
this new touch-me rythmn
now is endless, infinite and absolute.
Cradled in completeness,
a flower, closed now and potent
but rushing, rushing
exhilarated
inexorably towards bloom.

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