It’s that heart skipping

Heart tripping

Soaring not sinking feeling

Heavy breathing feeling

Never leave me feeling

That feeling that’s something like hunger

But not.

Like healing.

A gnawing needing

Clawing feeling

That overwhelming warming

That absence of warning

The feeling of falling

Like being drawn

Quartered, halved and made whole

Like drowning

Giving oneself up

A surrender unsought for

A soothing

That moves me to tears

To dancing

A silent shout in the street

A meeting of eyes

That glancing

Piercing feeling

Fiercely feeling

Freedom feeling

A way of seeing

New way of being

Flying not fleeing


Unharmed and harboured

Anchored and weighted and waitings ended


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