Movement

The movement of a soul amid the sorrow.
A glimpse of future born within tomorrow.
A backward glance. The children dance
in safety of the hearts they know as home.

Growing pains, another lone reminder.
Divided by the worship of the mind.
An endless pause - beyond the laws of man.
Particles of light that can't be sifted.
The white of sails that seek to drift into eternity.

A tiny bird is heaven-bound
soaring in the freedom found
within the movement of the soul,
within the love that makes hearts whole,
awakening into the mystery...

? Michaelette ?

3/29/2003
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