Swing with Life

Your body moves to the sound of years of laughter and tears,

An eye that's seen the hand of time.

Molding it's beauty into streaks of orate and red 

Developing a sound that speaks the beauty.

As the slow breeze brings it to life i feel as though i can take flight,

Into the past or even as far as the future, 

I push off as the wind floods my ears and sends my hair running across my face, 

I simply lose myself in the beauty of now. 

Life so precious, so sacred, so peaceful..

Higher i go as i lean back i feel a sudden doubt,

i may fall,

but the steady hands of life never fail to catch me. 

The warmth of the sun glides across my face, 

Flowing through my body and at once i feel at home.

I quit pushing and just let the world hold me in its grasp,

Slowly bringing me back down to reality,

Until i'm merely being cradled,

Ever so slowly I reach the end of what so many call their roller coaster,

Leaping into the now. 

One step in front of the other leaving my swing behind me.

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