"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Poem: The Beginning



Spirit, newly flesh-clothed,
breathes and sleeps,
absorbs, observes, evolves,

Language and life skills,
understanding of subtlety,
exploration of the space.

Housed within the flesh,
her whispered voice
warms, enlightens, inspires.
.
Hardship happens, to temper,
Love happens, and meanness,
intuition and wisdom grow,
wit and humor.

Days spin into decades,
swirling and sparking with
strength, knowledge and ability,
family, friends and fortune.

Until gradually, over time,
as flesh wears thin,
and mind stumbles,
Glory begins to engulf the soul,

Burning through the veil,
singing outward, flooding in
connecting, fulfilling, evoking.

The body fades and fails,
bends, shakes and falls until
at last, free from earthly bonds,
she breaks free again
and flies.

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