I have roamed coasts, and mourned over sea gulls
tangled within the seaweed so sweetly.
I've seen the midnight sun; and fed eagles
raw meat from a knife, while their eyes pierced me.
I have charted constellations within
a midnight lake’s black star sparkling surface;
slept where only a fire warmed my skin
and life was no longer some frenzied race.
Sampled sour grapes by starlight within
vineyards, while I wandered towards an ancient
fortress swollen by voices of lost kin
softly warning of lives less permanent.
Stolen pineapple from the field where it
grew ripe and juicy; tasting of the sun.
Ate by a secret waterfall; each bite
dripping; dove in to wash my face when done.
I’ve danced in open fields, while thunderclouds
rolled in from three directions; and watched with
friends as the sky ripped open in vast sounds.
Late into the night, we whispered of myth.
I have felt the joy of someone I love
touching my flesh; and I have fought beside
a brother that simply wanted to live.
I know what fills a life from the inside.
Being, not having, gives satisfaction;
full lives can be measured by an action.
Copyright: Lynn Marie Sager 2007
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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