Monday, January 17, 2011

Achievement

Skating on the wind
They say this is evolution
I say this is God's love soring
Just as the universe was painted
With the sun and clouds
Of diffuse textures
So does the sun bleed
Through the order of the wings

I don't know the time
In a moment or a thousand years
It hardly matters
I do know the ticking illusion
Is for and about us
Yet I have closed my eyes
And I have surged through it
I have melded to the harmony

It only matters that
I can see through consciousness
I can breathe it into my lungs
I can see the ground
I can feel the wind
I can feel the adjustment
Of the tail feathers
Through the breeze of time

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