Wednesday, July 7

Your consciousness

Your consciousness
is the container I crave
I long to stretch my roots
into the moist earth,
arching towards life
drooping from death,
tangling my way
towards her luminous

Your infinite permission
contrasts with the consumptive
judgements of my customary canister
which threatens to strangle me

In your beauty-filled eyes
freedom fills my branches
I span a fresh horizon with
my outstreched limbs trembling
by the breath of the wind
I suck dew drops
from my fingertips
while singing gratitude
for your

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