I ride the earth like a dragon.
I shoot for the sky in bliss.
As soon as I am in
the moment that I forget
my limitations
bold and unflinching,
like a god riding a lightening bolt across the sky,
then, I realise my binding,
my frailty.
I am broken.
I am bleeding.
I am grateful.
I am hopeful that I can let go
of all the things that bind.
How would I be if I would let me be.
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