Presence
By jessc3
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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Presence
Reeling thoughts of flight guide my steps
Upon cracks spread seriatim and jagged
The tips of my toes a guideline of accuracy
My heel the weight of power and strength
The world at my feet
The universe; the breath of my mouth
The sun; an infusion of strength`
The sea; a blanket of wrath
Tides; nebulous decisions
The earth; a reckless spiral
Fire; flickering sages of endless time
The clouds; facades of distraction
Winter skies and gray-slate mornings
Terra cotta glistening from rain soaked rooftops
The sense that the earth moves from my will alone
I am divine by my presence
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