Soaring ever higher, flying to outskirts of reality,
testing it's edges, walking along them, watching for
a break or gap to escape it's circumstantial
circumference.
Writing lighter, illuminating darkest of corners,
bringing elation to a heart of aging memories.
Holding tears apart from life, assuaging grief
and it's temporary sadness.
Touching my soul with gentle pleading, bringing
rhythms to my knees with special graces.
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