From the windows of my soul, I could see the image of me,
Dancing in the timeless blue moon strokes,
Rending and tearing through time and space,
With my anxious, agile, slither body,
The breeze smelled of new earth and air,
I was surrounded and protected by an invincible chord,
I tasted a feeling of the ultimate freedom & fortification,
This was my tedious dream and fantasy made real,
I wished to hold and hoard that very moment,
A welcoming caress was flowing through my skin,
It made me immobile yet suspended my very soul,
There was easy and magical intimacy in the air,
Passing time distilled the sweetness of the moment,
My ocean-like ears were drowning every grief,
Satisfying all my senses with a worldly opulence,
I was the sun, the flower, the sky,
Filled with wild and unpredictable love,
It was a feeling of being unreachable,
It was marvelous and ruinous all at once,
It was painful yet amazing,
It was abnormal yet so real,
It was old yet so new,
It made me free and warm
Aston kamunde 
It was a feeling of being unreachable,
It was marvelous and ruinous all at once,
It was painful yet amazing,
It was abnormal yet so real,
It was old yet so new,
I love this, how we are one with nature and that it is full of absolute and wonderful contradictions. Thanks for sharing, AK. Good to see you here.
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Glad you loved it. I am always marveled by your on-point analysis. Ecstatic to be back! There is no place in the world I’d rather be!
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