Sunday, August 3, 2014

Touching the sky

A mellowness,
Energy that is still. 

I am deep in  a cave,
Or is this the depth of an ocean?

The air is still,
Muted voices reach my ears. 

Enough light to light the path. 
I can see easily where I am going. 

All senses balanced, 
I find a hush within. 

Nothing to tug at the heart strings
No conflicts.

I am floating, a sense yet not a sense.
The calm after the storm,
The storm has passed.  
The damage?
Not worth the consideration.  

I am numb with ecstasy,
I survived!

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