Warmed with a gleam,
glistening and radiating throughout.
Sparked at the core,
pulsing everywhere.
Even ponds with midnight centers
illuminate and smile,
just as they would at day’s edge.
A little child soaring
on sweet clouds of glittering elation.
Simple dreams.
Simple joys.
Simple satisfaction.
By no means dwelling in simplicity,
yet dancing in it’s splendor.
If only there wasn’t this physical limit,
and one could fly into showering light.
Absorb that heat,
and let it burn through the exterior.
No longer confined to the internal,
no walls or boundaries.
The barricade shattered,
beautiful and uncontrolled--
beyond our fathomed notions.
Gloriously standing ahead in full-figure,
one can only run towards it whole-heartedly,
and be embraced forever more.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment