FairWriter

Breakthrough, You are a dancing lion, eye-capturing and frightening. You roar I don’t have the bravery to approach you. I will never reach you with your claws and your teeth. I will sit here in the non-threatening grass, Protected and hidden. I don’t need to conquer. I can be adequate and not the victor. Breakthrough, You can be a lamb gentle and timid. Little lamb, as you sleep, I am ready to wake you. Hold you with full embrace. I leave my grass cover. I have faith.

heartache of a pursuit too long run, heading toward a heart-attack. Worth the pain and the agony because the running blood because the adrenaline because the sensation of final end is a rush of pleasure. Everything clears everything matters before the blink. The heat of a race is the joy of a runner who completes.

Last night, essentric and one. Held in peace, in holding, in embrace. As if in love. Last night, essentric and one. Mercy to keep, in acceptance in family. As if nothing wrong. Last night, essentirc and one. Where I belong, in rest, in divine whisper. His kingdom come.