Sunday, February 21, 2016

One Moment

There is light around the edges of my body.
It makes my form uneven, soft, out-of-focus.
As if the barriers of me
could melt away completely
Leaving me to bleed out
of the margins.
Out of my own bounds.

I float, like smoke
weightless
but not without substance.

I am made of the same materials as the either.
What makes it
makes me.

And I am free
boundless
limitless
Perfect.

And whatever may happen
after this moment
When the confines
and harsh rules
of reality kick in
I will still be here.
Boundless.
Limitless.
Perfect.
Just as I am.

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