Friday, December 11, 2009

This was just the push I needed,
In the right direction.
An awakening of some sort,
But you can call it resurrection.

I feel me linger through my body,
Escaping every barrier,
Messaging my heart with want,
A very personal carrier,

And then I know that I will fly,
So far above the world beneath,
Collect my crown from every moment,
and wear it as a wreath.

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