aWaKeNiNgs

aWaKeNiNgs
filling my spirit, giving me spirit
to hang low to gather
to rise higher to glimmer
AwAkEnInGs
birth to myself
when finding seeds to throw and sow
on paths to follow
.
I Follow and awaken,
absorbing
transforming
this information
which has always been here with me
the prod or should I say, force, that has cultivated my being
into thoughts of deep examination
germination happens
windows are wide open to see what could be
life made smaller, so I can touch it, has larger reaches
for me to grab, take hold of and FLYYY
.
soaring with newfound wings,
I patiently wait for whispers to speak
in silent intentions for me to grow and delve further
than any HIGH, higher than sights perceive
I belive
I’m beginning
to think
I know
that I’m on to something!
.
-dld, Denise January 3, 2011
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for the Muse is In, writing group