Frostbitten River
Subconsciously, and Patiently,
I exist solely within dimensions.
Built on time unfit to restrain me,
Timelines unable to cage me,
Catalyst which fail at replicating.
This is when the universe is born
For the very.first.time
...Again.(again?) Yup.
Now AND then.
This time a new scent is present,
The winds of change.
Abolish all flawed mechanics,
Particles Formerly quantum
in their entanglement.
Lay waste to wastes of space.
Gifts of Symmetry bestowed
Upon an alien race ,
With eyes that hear,
And ears that taste.
Though the Genesis be unknown,
I find myself Marveling.
Courageously Exploring.
Mindfully Gazing,
into a boundless omniverse,
Radiating from within,her skin.
Moonlight softly washes over,
To halt the tides from caving in.
The salty spray of ocean mist,
Penetrates my extra senses.
Depth of stars within her eyes,
left me feeling senseless,
breathless.
This white hot heart,
Forged to melt mountains of snow,
Such paths of life can stimulate,
An ever luminescent glow
But wait just ONE moment.
...I may need a moment more..
But not a single more.
This is a soul forged by WAR,
Intellectually void of carnage,
Shedding crimson is uncalled-for.
Ignite thy darkest, river passage,
Springing forth unto open doors.
Currents cut chords to baggage,
Outdated mindsets, DAMAGE.
Deeming such items
indefinitely Pointless, worthlessly branded.
Cast down ,Diminished,
debris to be banished.
Scum, abandoned ,
never once reexamined.
Even the glacial depth of the sea,
Felt it's last bit of heat siphoned,
Toxic frostbitten grip. Frightened
Damper Oblivion,chattering teeth
Hydro genocide, abandoned reef.
what if these doors shut swiftly?
Would you stick to the course?
Might you fumble for a key?
Attempt to use brute Force?
And if the lights go out?
Did you think to bring a torch?
If your boat was bound to flip?
Is your instinct sink? or swim?
If old baggage floated near you,
Maybe one that's not "so big"?
Would you cling to it as refugee?
Or take a risk and dive in?
for me, the choice is automatic.
Plunging in the river like ocean
Despite eels filled with static,
I won't be stung or broken.
No hint or trace of panic,
Never barter souls for tokens.
This moment is dynamic,
Where only truth is spoken.
The load is off , I'm floating.
All on my own
Not a single rope,
Not a single plank
Not a single boat.
The door was never closed ,
I just had to trust the riverbed.
Have faith in where it flows,
No words forgotten, no words unsaid.
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Beaming senses in this. A powerful and exhilarating read. 5 Stars and pinned.
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