10.17.2003

NP: Bleeder - Mortal

Life.

Yes, that's what this is. This magnificent pulsing of my being, its tempo in constant flux as it surges through my veins. These hands, so agile, so versatile, so warm. The sweet pain lingering in the corners of my eyes, gently begging me to sleep. This delicate flow of air swelling in my chest, giving and receiving life. In. Out. In. Out.

The marvelous nebula of emotion swirling within my heart. Glowing with the promise of new-born stars, reveling in the pristine wonder of chaos, exploding in violent thunder-battles, dipping into cool blue clouds, staring out into the vastness of space. At peace with the universe, yet ever yearning after challenge, growth, an infinite horizon. Overflowing with boundless mirth and weeping like a widow. Crying laughing singing seeking thinking breathing hoping dying leaping sighing watching sleeping touching drinking hearing dreaming being.

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