Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Feeling Alive

This poem came out of a creative movement assignment linked to initiation from the internal organs. It lead to some interesting results.


Feeling Alive
A powerful lightness,
A rejuvenating rush,
Power and pulses
Never before touched.

On every breath,
A movement takes wing,
A moment of joyous
Freedom doth sing.

Air rushing in,
Movement surprise,
Never before
Feeling this alive.

An awareness of senses
A breath, a light,
Mind and body
Both full of sight.

Never this present,
Never this real,
Was never forced
This freedom to feel.

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