#154 reach inside and touch the dust of dreams

yesterday i saw a leaf leap from a tree it just let go an arc of awkward freedom and instead of falling it lifted up and out of sight stand on a chair lift your hands high it is never enough like slipping through pale mist the kiss of cold against skin every button undone down to the last one down down down down when you’re ready to leap let go crop circle geometry will be your guide you will glide awkwardly lifted up and out of sight stand on a chair lift your hands high it is never enough what mystery still remains what survives the reigns the harnessed desire that strains to reach inside and touch the dust of dreams stand on a chair lift your hands high it is never enough bhagiti 9.20.07 perrysburg, oh