For the life of the flesh is in the blood
~Leviticus 17:11
The life of my flesh is in my blood
The life of my soul, in the blood of Another
The life of the rest of me... a mystery.
My flesh is a breath
My soul is secure
So what about the rest of me?
Like a palm swaying fearless in the breeze
I long to be rooted yet free
Free to be the lover I am
A lover of Wild, untamed land
A lover of colors outside the lines
A lover of Light, wherever it shines
(Written by me, without a care in the world about structure and "oughts" of "good writing/poetry." Written from the heart.)
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