when the buds of your tears will be sent
out into existence for every cell of your life
to stand in witness
Trembling in truth
in exhilaration
for stepping outside the known
a leap
carries you as sheer inspiration
anything born in the magic of pure potentiality
will lend you its helping hand-
an army of angels supplying you with the grace
to think that
for some reason
in some way
this NEEDS to live itself
to discover what happens if you follow closely
ardently
noticing the origin of the push
feeling the steady rhythm behind your back
and then-
at moments
falling forward, seeing the soil
yet tumbling just an inch past the weeds
and into-
IN TO
the rippling reflection of the Heavens
like a child stripping with every toe
to know
THIS TOO
is real
THIS TOO
is mine
I BELONG TO THIS.
