Soar

no desire

but to be

no feeling

but a fierce joy

i am soaring.


Poetry

Is delicious.

As is

This feeling.

Of things known and things unknown.

Of my arms

Widening of their own accord –

Encircling the whole Universe.

Did I eat up the Universe?

Or did the Universe eat me?

That’s what I’m thinking. I’d love to know *your* thoughts!

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