Meditation

I am floating in a pool of essence

I breathe the rarefied air of Spirit

My body is weightless, a piece of Heaven

I call the angels into my being

 

My comfort, I lean upon your shoulder

I become peace, with the birds of peace

I skim the currents, I dive and rise

Exuberant with the celestial winds

 

I return to my body, the burdens upon me

I try to fly, but my legs are in chains

I can only sing, and these words spill out

Like honey on a piece of dry toast

Conjoined, my spirit in this dense birdcage

 

© 2018 Valerie Hathaway

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