Sidenote

I think about my grandma, alot.  One of the last things she said, on what was probably her last trip outdoors.. at least, in this version of the world, in this concept of reality, of creation.
She said, look at the sky.  Look how blue it is.  And the sun.  It’s so warm..
I never forgot that moment, or those words; the purity, and honesty in them..
It took me some years afterward, to finally come to the conclusion, that I didn’t want to waste anymore moments inside.. The mental box we create for ourselves, or the real boxes the world says we should dwell in, for most of our best and brightest hours.
And now, here we are.  No longer proverbially trapped in the box, but literally.
So much time spent trying to brainstorm over the walls and around the borders, to ascend across limits and beyond mere moments..  Just to be told, where we are safest, where we have always been safest..  Is in small rooms, with small thoughts, and big distractions, to keep us from dreaming of what’s outside..

Awakening

I needed to experience

The All

Wandering among stars,
hot summer,
late twilight.

Lost within

The chaos

Prayer, solitide

Roaming, heathen

Calling, seeking

divine powers

following trails,
seeking One.

Finally,

The Beacon

tiny diamond, in the night

Still there, ever hunting
restless, roaming

the call of the wild sounds

There is no answer back

Toward light, instead

Reflection,

Needed to
wander after the dusk.

Wanted to
scatter from the dawn.

Understand

WhyHowWhoWhat

Quick breath, lost thought, frenzied mind, untamed spirit

Am i.

I am.

Bound. Bonded.

Untethered. Freed.

Draw back

Reclaim

Awaken

Waiting. Wanting.

No longer willing
to submit

to fallen, sullen abandon

Hair out. Wild. Free.

Antenna up. Open, angled,

toward the cosmos

Today. I let go.

Surrender to the ether.

exhale,

draw peace.

Sound of rain. Roll of thunder. Beam of Sun. Shimmer of moon.

Balanced.

Ascended dreamer