and then came the rains
prudent in their downpour
grandiose with a flourish
reveling in their abandon
released to deluge
of fire and fear overthrown
may we revel in our cleanse
the power of unbroken
may we decide for ourselves
to heal
the fall comes late here as i sit with pricks of insecurities salting my thoughts too sharply. the taste (its potency) blazes over every spice of life and numbs reception to all other flavors. God, ea
gently softly fixed we cry stagnant in our offering the way is blocked is fogged over by insert what you will trigger release remembrance the gaze of Light into disheveled corners where any which way
gravity the weighing of objects the weight of thoughts unstrung like dust in the moonlight carrying on unbound for chance at matter mattering to matter to be