Sunday, August 23, 2009

It burns
A single note
The bubbling water
Stars shooting by
The air invades me
Bursts my lungs into dust
I am free
The grass underneath my feet
Cool
I collapse into pools of fear
Cleansing the dazzle from my skin
Simple. Unadulterated self.
The flame pulsates
Protected from the elements
Radiate through the prism
Creating a river of possibility
I am clean

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