deep within there is this place
of great expanse & levity
one filled with absolute ecstasy
if i can just allow myself
the space & time to
melt into it the heat
more often than not
i find that i fight it
bloody tooth & nail
as if its ecstasy & expanse
were the worst thing
to feel at all
it is madness is it not
to fight against the very things
that are part & parcel myself?
breath after lovely breath
into the things i had fought feeling
into the things i had fought being
out of fear but of what?
queries from the center create cracks
& lead to the breaking down of strong held
barriers revealing the inner submission
a newfound peace & ecstatic release
ripples outwardly in all directions
attempts to not feel
once felt with great zeal
an ironic (somehow iconic)
& futile war it is to
smooth the waters of emotions
of who we are here & meant to be
with a flat-based trowel (or iron)
& really only causes further rippling
breathing into the ecstasy
of a once reluctant submission
another battle won
giving into
the am that i am
lovingly

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1. the pull
2. the draw
3. the wave
4. the love
5. the push
6. the lull
7. the well
8. the hand
9. upward spiral
10. weightless
11. ever-longing
12. the hot seat
13. reluctant submission
14. the dive
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