I wish to be lost,
to sink,
to swim,
to rise,
to fly,
to fall upon the disturbed earth,
to crawl,
to stand,
to run,
to leap,
arms outstretched,
legs and feet, letting go of the weightless ground.
My eyes, filling with the forgiving rays of sunlight.
Tears of joy,
falling in a warm shower,
lighting my path,
shining,
glistening.
As if a thousand diamonds
revel together
dancing to some silent, loud and most magical tune
In a festival, celebrating the inevitable:
new life.

