rising out of the sky
through puffs of cotton clouds
are the aspirations of a soaring soul.

undaunted by the pull of earth
into the weightlessness of silent space
where physical constraints no longer take their toll

on a life released.

once burning in a bitter fire
with vision blurred by smoke and flame
is the sightless depression of a sunken soul.

set free now by a fearsome flood
as it washes away hazy perceptions
and no longer lets the elements take their toll

on a life released.

© 2010 Wasted Space Publishing

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