Monday, August 30, 2010
Fire & Flame
I feel scattered shattered and lost.
I feel defeated, cracked, broken, and overwhelmed.
I feel scared, hopeless, lost and like a failure.
I feel like tomorrow will actually come.
I feel hope.
I feel composed.
I feel solid, whole and rejuvenated amidst the pain.
I feel content within my broken body.
I feel I could cry although my body cannot create tears.
I feel a loss of control of my life.
I feel a growing sense of inner love and empathy.
I feel as if the very plates of the continents I stand on have slipped away from underneath my feet.
I feel alone among company.
I feel silent, I feel small.
I feel a transcendence of body and spirit.
I feel an inner peace that outstretches the body of my being.
I feel my years and minutes melting, disappearing while I simultaneously am able to cherish the moment.
I feel the connectivity of the atoms creating the universe and those within my body.
I feel empty.
I feel the flow of ideas that flutter, drifting through my mind like the eventual dusting of ashes from a scorching fire.
I feel like I can continue.