My Awakening

I am tearing down my walls and

breaking chains from the fears that

have clouded and scorched my wold,

that have kept me in my hell,

my spirit has awakened traveling the world.

Now I run with the antelope.

I chase the butterflies of change,

and swim in the healing waters of rebirth.

I soar with the eagle across

the crisp clear sun filled sky.

I lay in a world of everlasting beauty.

My visions repainting themselves with

lush and lavishing colors.

I go through a waterfall that leads to the setting sun.

I walk towards the sun filled full

of new truth, new vision, and hope.

I keep walking looking forward to

a new tomorrow.

Reviews

[Pax Analog]

Excellent vision quest spirit!

I love the exuberant energy in this poem, and hope you are ever sustained by it.

One gets the feeling you are walking toward a world that is rather like Eden washed awake by white rain. For Eden's idyll was the dream time, and it is past time for the WAKING time (in between we've had the sleepwalking agon of history).

Cheerz!