POETRY

The day will come when all rebellious souls will

dance

Swallowing infinite ideological possibilities

Thinking

Only

About

The rapture

Of Sublimity

So WHY NOT ignore mouths that are linked to DISDAIN!!

They can be filled with anguish

She---

On airy Saturday afternoon with flight driven feet

Make the world of light penetrate the ordinary

As her sticky thoughts cling to moments like crazy glue to surface

She gives her dream to God

So she can travel light

Her power is her power

Presence is her nature

Magnificent is her scent

She is the divine

Wait and see

The Goddess will expose her

Give her back her grace

Give her back her heart

And remind her why she was brought here