Monday, December 21, 2009

Elevation .

A whirling dervish
caught in the swirl of life
this moment is but mine .

The Life within pulsating,
gliding in rhythm
a vibration to an elevation
seeker to state of wholesomeness
Is it me .

Like trees and the streams
in natural states of surrender.

The will of elements ...
Cannot we surrender to thee
And fly ?

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