take my hand and climb with me…

seventy six degrees: ‘left to choke on the pills…’

Dead Letter & The Infinite Yes ~ Wintersleep

seventy six

When did we forget, dreams? Gratitude of miracles, magnificent. And mundane. Every day, adventure. Freedom. A life, lived. Alive. Connected to all, that is. Throbbing blood drum, earth beneath. Our bare, feet. Wonder of, water. Essential, air. Nature, sustains. Spirit, spark. Divine light, within each. All part, of one. Beautiful, whole.

Yet, we forget. Our truth. See presence, of prisons. Iron bars, separated. A prism, split. The door, unlocked. An open, invitation. To step, through. And clear. Choose, to see. Unknown equals, possibility. Heed, the call.

Wild soul, run! Run, from chains. Shackles: labels, boxes. Limiting and small. Cruel, safe cages.  Illusion, fatal fear. Lack. Mass marketed, need. Remember, your roots. Your truth, a key. You are, already. Free.


“Our existence has serious side effects…”

2 comments on “seventy six degrees: ‘left to choke on the pills…’

  1. Keith Wayne Brown
    December 18, 2012

    Reblogged this on Reason & Existenz.

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