Reaching Is Good

I extend my arm, my fingers stretch

Into the air, into the depths

My thin bones with their fleshy cover

Feel a breeze, a cooling mist

 

The illumination is bright, I shield it’s glow

It fills my eyes, draws my mind

Images spring forth and expand

They follow my fingers into the air

 

Yet it dissipates, draws away from me

Still as bright, but sailing off gently

Becoming a star in the cool night

Again distant, but always in sight

 

My fingers extended, I note their edges

The yellow color of light around them

A halo of inspiration surrounding

Peeking at my consciousness

 

Barbara Blackcinder

 

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About Barbara Blackcinder

I write mostly for my own joy and release unfortunately, while hoping that it is enjoyable to others. I thank my followers very much and hope I continue to write interesting pieces for them.
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2 Responses to Reaching Is Good

  1. And I absolutely thank you. (and try to do better) LOL. Barbara

  2. Absolutely one of your BEST, Barb 🙂

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