Monday, January 31, 2011

15 Write about a Moment of When You Felt Freedom

The Grand Tetons

The night
I slept under the stars
in that big Wyoming Sky
and awoke to see
the brown mountains
rise like warm bread
in an orange sky
was the first time
I felt it,

That flutter,
that twinge.
that spinning,
swirl in at the
root of my gut.

I am alone
in a universe
strewn with
billions of galaxies
sprayed like
like glowing
frogs eggs across
a black abyss.

Here I am
the tadpole
who made it
through the
black pond.

at the sunrise.

Here I am.

Barry Lane

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