Touch Ground; Via Sky

We are freedom

We are light

We are birds taking flight

There is nowhere we have not seen

No one we haven’t been… born to serenely

Try, to eke our truth from within/out the sky

I wish you could see what my eyes have seen

Over thousands of lifetimes

Through challenges and sight grown dim


 

I wish the best for you my child

My friend, my brother, my pyre-lighter

Thanking you always I set the world ablaze

With chalk and dust and glowing haze

I kiss your feet and rise on tiptoes to reach

The brow wherein all that knows can breach

The heavens and where the seas shall know no

dangers held in the real, the known, the full-on world. 


 

You are sleeping now. Awake! Give me your hand.

There, now you see ~ it has always been your land.

Beauty. Freedom. Light. Truth

These are yours and the only cost

Is to open, open, awake and open your eyes.