I stood there on the edge of the mountain
wind pushing against my body and soul
my feet gripping the line where eternity begins
and earth ends, like sharp talons grasping
as I fell forward into the cushion of air
the invisible barrier holding me as I peered below
like an eagle ready to take flight
no hesitation, just awe at the image of forever
as I flew without leaving the ground.
The fingers of clouds held me still
as the sweet breath of the wind whispered into my soul
and there was no fear of death
no thoughts of what stood behind me
beyond the edge for I had become
a feathered machine turning my head
seeing the impossible in every degree
and I flew in the dream into tomorrow
with words hanging like butterflies
gently landing on my shoulder
knowing not to touch for fear of breaking
the fragile wings that moved back and forth
before taking flight
into the unknown.
The buoyant mind soaring on the current of thought
drifting down into the depths of sleep,
alive and the memory of the dream
never skipping a beat upon waking
refreshed from my flight into the universe.
I’ve changed up my blog a little bit as you can see, so please let me know if you like the new theme and layout, what works for you and what doesn’t. I think it suits me but time will tell, as we are constantly evolving creatures and sometimes changing it up a bit charges up the old soul. Peace and love and no, I’m not jumping off of mountains….just a cool dream I had last night where I fell into forever but was held up by the wind, I just love dreams like that. So exhilarating.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 