soaring dreams, sea of flowers.
thunder explores the mountains of gentle nature.
Skys explode with the power locked away by nighttime hours,
as a shimmering light floats over colors hidden by black and white.
shortness of breath mixes with droplets of sweat,
and my eyes at last regain their sight.
The scent of cool wind blows against a body made slack by
the majesty of effortless power presented before it.
a soft glow grows, burns and beckons me closer to infernos that threaten to consume me.
perched on the precipice of disaster I give myself to the powers of fate.
the cliffs soar by as I fall unrestrained into brilliance that has been all but hidden until now.
in this moment I am free at last from my self-imposed shackles.
Future, full and frightening looms like a long lost friend, chainless I embrace it and let the tears roll of my cheek forever.
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